Come alive |
It recently dawns upon me that all my life I gave life to my words however that was a cruel life I gave them. I'm facing a foe of jealousy and wanting recognition for which are not my friends. Indeed I gave my words the wrong kind of life but even though it has done me harm there was good that was also given to me. It gave me the eyes to see myself in a more human light then I feel that most do not wish to see ourselves as. I mean that we tend to not want to see the bad in our lives because we can end up always focusing on those negative things about us and life. But what in life doesn't have a good or bad within it?
Today words flowed hitting their target making it hurt and cracking this heart of mine because the one whom threw them was suffering also. They were leashing out at some whom they felt had hurt them but hurting another because you are hurt doesn't make it right in fact it makes you appears worse then the person whom harmed you. I awoke to a world this morning where people's words made me feel like the simple right I have is slowly fading into oblivion and that theirs was still in tact. My words shall not die because you wish to not hear them nor shall I kill off my own words just because I do not wish to hear them either. Life is a world full of words that show whom we are on the inside and if you kill those words off then you reject me without giving me a fair chance to see whom I am.
Words should fly free but note that one should always take the responsibility of giving those words life for whom those words land upon. I shall continue to walk using my words and try to release those words that I keep locked within due to lack of courage but I am tired of my words dying within my own soul. So I set my words free to fly upon the world to touch a person whom may need to hear them as I listen to hear their words that I too need to hear.