Lost in this world
At this point in time I feel like curling up in a ball. Maybe for days or months I have yet to figure out my time span. I miss the way things “use” to be. It weird when someone is no longer here anymore you would sell your soul just for a day or even an hour with that person. To talk and chat and say all the things that you kept inside, all the things that you should have said but were to damn stubborn to tell them, it eats away at you like a disease eating at a person that cant fight it off. The ones that are left are lost in this battle. Yes you are in a better place we all know that, we tell ourselves that everyday but we also find ourselves in this battle of being stubborn and wanting you “here” with us. I think the one thing that I can say that I hate Death. It’s so final. We are born, we live, and then we die. Such a simple concept really but for some reason some of us struggle with it. It’s weird I feel like no one understand but I know I am not alone in this questioning of why this happens. Why do good people get bad things while the bad people prosper? What lesson is to be learned here? I read a book that it says if you see God then you aren’t coming back to earth, guess this means that you saw god. I wonder where you in a white rob when you entered Heaven or were you wearing your wife beaters and jeans? Who met you there? I know that you were loved so much that you were not alone when you went, that I know for sure. You are and will be forever missed. <3