From the shadow i watch

From the shadow I watch… for nothing more can I be seen of. All that I see do hurt me. for all life is but of us finding our path no it is finding what we do not have. We take from the world and those inside it. We look not to the real aspect for the soul exists eternally why do we still strive for physical gain when we weep for a lost love or pain. What does it soothe? I still strive against my pain and hurt. I suppress my rage every dawn and dusk. For whom can I trust. When all that I have seen leave me to rot. Still I stand up. God has given me all I require for no wrong has it done unto me. How many blame him for pain another has caused us a human just as we… yet still the blame does fall upon him. Human are we the blame can not be upon us… I should take it from that view that ever time I have been hurt God chose for me to… the made someone hurt me. the punished me for living… no I am human I take it. NO!!!! we are all human. We push the blame upon another for we can not accept that someone would hurt us or we would cause the hurt upon ourselves… yes we do hurt ourselves… the deny what is true for a lie. From the ashes my heart was born. A heart one did set up on fire… left to burn I did… but it was not her to blame for wanting to find her path. It is a circumstance of life. If God takes someone from us we blame him for hurting us when it is the circumstance of life or because another has done this. We control a lot of what happens… we neglect the sake of another for our own amusement of pleasure. When in turn we hurt another. We should be parasites for we do act as one. We take the world as our host and others as a host. We feed off their happiness, love, and generous care. When we leave they are less then we were… left to rot their hearts a fire burning from the inside out. We walk our own path amused by selfish and foolish physical gain. We simply neglect. The love and care of others… ever time we hurt another we neglect them… as we do ourselves for we need not to have another share our pain when the circumstances of life bring enough. For ever heart you knowing break… after leading them on… tempting them. You are a murder… but still you are not executed. For their is a death penalty and your actions reflect upon your trial. We are all confused and afraid few would admit that. Could you die tomorrow and know your heart is content… how many sins do you have laced in your soul, how many have you hurt?