Just Stuff
If God takes life hes an indian giver... and right now it feels like hes sucked the life out of me.
I just dont know what to do with myself. Seriously, i really dont know what to do anymore. Its like, before i had this purpose, this driving force to do the things i do. And now, theres not much to keep me going. I hate this, i hate me.
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
The leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
(Nothing Gold Can Stay- Robert Frost)
I really love that poem, its fits so perfectly right now. I just wish things couldve stayed gold for at least a little while longer...
I just dont know what to do with myself. Seriously, i really dont know what to do anymore. Its like, before i had this purpose, this driving force to do the things i do. And now, theres not much to keep me going. I hate this, i hate me.
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
The leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
(Nothing Gold Can Stay- Robert Frost)
I really love that poem, its fits so perfectly right now. I just wish things couldve stayed gold for at least a little while longer...