My Thoughts

My Thoughts My body aches with sorrow that seeps through my veins and blood. I feel as if nothing to this world in which I have to give. My hands are foreign to me when I look at them all battered and bruised from the hard work they have done through their life time. My hands feel as if they are going to die from the pain which plagues them. Such sorrow should kill a person but my mind keeps going never slowing or stopping for one second. Im afraid if I stop thinking I shall never think again. Happy memories were stored there once a long time ago when my eyes were new and my skin still soft. Such thoughts I had in my younger days of dreams, adventure, and love. But unfortunately my mind has grown to fast for my body and I have learned to quick that most things in life are horrible which now keep my thoughts in utter depression. You may ask why people, events, and experiences are so horrible. Why is it just living life so horrible? Well because life is a disappointment waiting to happen it sits there like a snake waiting to strike at you when you least expect it. For example the rich are not happy even though they have everything in the end, it is how the money affected them and the poor are not happy because they long to earn that green money which they so desperately need either way there is no happiness no matter how much you have or how little you have. No one is ever happy in the end. Life never turns out the way you expect to. If it did it wouldnt be worth living. I guess thats why I sit here still going because everything is constantly changing around me. Just like your thoughts. Mine have stayed the same for quite some time now maybe that is what restrains you from happiness. That is what ties to the ground so that you may never get up again. Not being able to move on. Only if that was so easy. Sometimes I wish I had no emotion in which I could be numb to what everyone says to me or inflicts upon me. I am like a web that catches everything but will never get repaired by its spider. I feel as if I will break at any second and be no more. For every day I rip and tear a little more and sense myself slightly weaker each day until I shall be no more.