I wouldn’t mind disappearing right now… All my hopes, all my trials, my heart, my mind… everything….. just disappear

I need no rescuing. I rescue myself (if such services are needed)
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For my greater days

Who shall be crowned the grand optimist of retreated words and searching hearts?

I shall!!

I shall rise above this ego-ed earth and bask in the hope of laughter.

I shall fight to my grave… this mass grave of shattered hopes

and hope that i keep living to see the next sun set,

or look back and laugh at life’s humor,  how me and death first met.

I shall lay a white rose for every tear i have and will cry,

and a red for my greater days.

But I cant help but wonder,

how many blood I must  offer to that of a Milken rose??

There are nights I stare at the moon and imagine the sun