down the drain

eloquence is my name. desire is who I want inside. intelligence is what blesses me. humor is every part of my body. things feel like they tear up inside, and i tell you. i will fight and struggle to my very last of my breath. jealousy is my last name. i quiver with every blink of an eye. passion fills me up like air. tension is everywhere i go. 

what is your name?

i feel like i can go crazy. i feel like standing at the highest point of earth and screamm and yell out my life. that's all i can live for anymore. no really? i don't feel anymore, i can't think anymore. i feel a loss of my desires. i feel like a tornado has ripped my insides and out. we live for the next moment in life. but we don't know where it will take us. some of us have troubled minds. funny, actually--everyone lives with troubled mines and broken consciences. we all call out for our next step and just blindly step forward. do we really know what we live for? do you really know why you answer your own questions the way you do? no we don't. we just think we do. and throw this facade to our fellow brothers and sisters. our precious mother earth can no longer direct us teach us and comfort us. what will happen with it is gone? do we kill  and eat each other for our survival? yes ... no, we all live differently and we all desire differently. love live laugh in many different ways. yet everyone thinks they have what it takes to take them through the next day. we don't know the whole truth. we give ourselves the truth. you and i, we'll go on like nothing is really forever. truly--memories are suppose to last, but they don't ever do. we burst in anger at the world, at ourselves for not comprehending no longer. it's what we live for. we think we know.

explain yourself. no i don't think anyone can. no one knows why human nature is the way it is. why we live the life we do and how we make our own graves to lay in. we go crazy, and do crazy things like that. that's human nature. we will forgive and forget and we will kill and love. we might take our own selves and think to control it, all we have to do is take the human life away. that is how we can control what is not ours. that is how we pretend to live our lives. guilt and pain is all the same. no one knows for sure where the definition is. it is not something we want to find out but maybe we fool ourselves to let it be. and we will live our sorry ways. we will we will.