the hard Times

The hard Times


In life we retain a radiant tease of obedience.


We chase desires and in the end fall victim to its suffering.


the pain of a void fruit never allowing you to taste from it.


Then you hear these things and you think of ignorance as you thank the prick.


Walking away obtaining no peace of thought.


Alone in the dark only seeing the hollow shells around you going about there time.


Time slowly consuming your every existence.


thinking about every nickel dime and quarter until you reach fifty cents.


The light always seemed to keep its distance away from you.


I guess there is no end to the evil that preys on hope.


Nope


Instead of coping smell for the scent of opportunity


Only then will you find tranquility.


Perfect unity with you and life.


The hard times