Here I am just thinking
What is this feeling?
Just wondering how to ease the pain.
Thinking in how different
Our lives would be
In each act that we do.
What are the lives we live?
The ones that we take on day after day,
The ones that we hold back.
Why do we treat our souls like if they did not have a voice?
A voice in which to listen,
The anger that they reflect towards our loved ones
Is it anger?
Or just exactly what we desire to do?
Fear, not to do it in every matter of its fact?
Just to think that our lives would be better in some other place.
Some other time,
With some other people,
Would be so bizarre...
Finding what we think is our soul mate.
That is what this life is about,
When we find that special someone,
That shares so much of what we desire.
Reflecting the way we ought to be is so unique,
But when we notice that they are way too evolved then what we are.
We desire to evolve in such great matter,
It makes you feel like if we were not meant to be.
Wanting to fulfill every great desire in your soul,
Physically,
Mentally,
Spiritually,
Sexually.
Never the less though God gives us what we can handle,
He also gives us the strength to change,
Change in what we most desire.
But what is that certain thing that we desire the most?
Become the greatest lover of all times,
The greatest physical worker in this history;
Come on!
There will always be a bigger fish in the sea,
But to be one of the biggest ones is mostly everybody’s dream.
Wanting to be the center of attraction.
Is what makes these feelings cook up,
In every living soul.
My way of just wanting so much,
Is just because I hope for a lot in this life,
To accomplish more than what I desire,
To live more than what I should,
To be all that I can be.
A complete human being.
With all the glory of just being
Who I am.
To be loved by everyone,
To be admired,
To be just the only one that can say,
I have gotten farther than the rest.
But, I am just lying to myself,
I will not be admired by everyone.
Or loved by this world,
Or to get farther than the rest.
They are just dreams,
Dreams that we live and we cherish.
It does not harm anyone to dream,
It is actually healthy,
Because once you stop dreaming,
You start dying.
Death could be the only remedy,
For all that pain we carry day after day.
But, what is it to die?
The end of one life to start another,
Or to go to a place not imagined by any living soul,
We might think it is better,
Or could it be worse?
Could it be that after death,
We start to feel all the pain that we made others feel.
Since it is every single act of pain,
It would be so intense,
That our souls cannot handle such pain,
Giving up.
Giving up and not want to live,
That certain greater life that is given
To us after we pass that eternal pain,
In which we were part
Of in the living existence of our bodies.
Give up or to continue to pain?
What kind of decision would be appropriate for us?
It would be a relative decision,
We would be in pain but together.
Or be so apart,
Never to know what our souls,
Were meant too exceed in this pavilion life.
It would be so hard,
To decide in which one.
But wait an eternity,
So they can be free,
How could it be.
An eternity of waiting,
Would make anyone weep,
Falling down to their knees,
Forgetting of certain needs.
Would it be worth it?
Of course
The love would be intense
As it was in the beginning.
The passion would prevail till eternity,
Not consumed with the monotony of life itself.
The confidence would be greater,
Greater than anything else in this world.
