Not afraid of the truth in what I have all said. Brutally honest with a sharp tongue is the road, chosen to tread. Learning from anything that pushes its way into the direction of my path. Calculation is equivalent to the equation in its aftermath. In my life, there's absolutely no room for violence. But standing up to bullies, is where I find peace in the silence. Being in the era of younger days, I allowed demons to unleash their hate. Now that I've grown into a beast, it's the cycle I intend to break. This energy is electric to the currents, circulating my system of blood. I want the world to be a better place with more hope and love. What does it take to pursue a chance in how one can be heard through voice? Without an excuse of sugar coated reasons that it won't be done by blocking out the noise. Change is a fear factor, it creates stress like litter. I only want to help like how water separates the bad from a filter. I commented on a review from the gym I've used of my highest grade. Saying "By setting good examples, leaders can be made." I do realize these words can produce fumes, flammable to the fire. Invitation to accept confrontation would be a pleasure of desire. I know the difference between what's right and wrong. I am a survivor of this life, and my heart knows where I belong.
- Author: ChaoticInsight81 ( Offline)
- Published: December 15th, 2022 00:24
- Category: Unclassified
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