In repair

Ever loved someone?....When its great you feel like nothing in your life can ever go wrong..No one can ruin your day because you've been with him/her. That's until something changes that love....He she steps out, and you give it another try but you dont take your time, you rush back into things. At first everything is great because you guys are regaining the trust you once had for one another and you love them so much you would never give up on the relationship...All this bliss is great until reality sets in and when he or she is out all you can think about is what they're doing and who they're with...They say they love you and its true...you say you trust them but you dont...because even though you've both wronged eachother you still feel the pain from the betrayal...It burns like when a bullet first touches your skin before entering but the pain lasts longer...This is what happens when you try to have your heart up and running at maximum output when its still in repair...the cracks havent been filled, the cuts haven't been sown up and the bruises are still as dark as night. You spend your nights crying, wondering if you're enough for them because nothing feels the same wondering how much you have to change about yourself before everything is ok again..wondering if you actually make them happy....because you went out and used your heart when it wasnt ready...its a patch job you did yourself although your mate gave em to you they arent put together right...because putting together a heart takes patience...the patience of both of you, you cannot put it together yourself because you gave it to them so long ago you dont remember the state it was in...All im saying is if your relationship takes a turn for the worse dont have one talk and think its ok because your mind didnt produce all the questions you wanted to have answered at the time...be patient...allow the repair time to heal once its been set in the right place and then build from there...otherwise the relationship will constantly need upkeeping that couldve been prevented had you taken the time to get rid of all the problems at once....Until then you're......In Repair

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My eyes are like rivers... I cant stop them from flowing....I've come to a conclusion today that Karma isn't a bitch at all . To me shes that woman who spent years of her life slaving and giving to that one man (his name is LIFE) who was everything but appreciative,a man who would say I love you but showed her the exact opposite..so one day Karma leaves this man and would occasionally come back and visit him.. not to say hi, or try to reignite the flame they once had, but to teach him a lesson. With every visit Karma would teach him (LIFE) a new lesson with hopes that he would learn the error if his ways and the affects it had on those around him. One day Karma died....and The man was Very sad.....but he continued to live on....but Karma would not stop visiting him, whenever he did something Positive she made sure something of equal was done in, or given in return to him, and when he hurt someone she made sure that he felt it..not as soon as it was done but whenever she felt the time was right, so he could reflect upon the negative he had done and build upon his character. And then one day he (life) died, and he and Karma became one, and they decided that they could work together to teach those around them simple lessons that only experience could teach, for some it took a while, for others the lesson was learned quick, but a lesson; nonetheless was taught. You see she isnt a bitch at all, just a teacher, no matter how much you hate her she will still be there to teach you. With that said I embrace life and his long lost love, Karma because without them I would not know as much as I do now. The lessons we learn in life only matter if we make the right decisions based off of them...you see some will get scared and give up, others will continue to question the meaning of such things as humans will do because we are very curious, and others will take that lesson and know that they will not be able to fully understand why it happened but that it happened and the little they learned from it they will apply. Im not giving up...you see Karma has paid me a visit, and she is in the middle of teaching me a lesson, about love and her friend life....I love someone and regardless of what we've done to eachother to hurt one another, you dont give up once love becomes apart of your life.......to be continued

State of the "Art

What was started in the Early 70's as a form of expression, Art, and a way to show the world what was going in impoverished neighborhood has become everything but that.....Hip hop is now chains, women, money, and murder murder murder. If half the shit these dudes spoke about in their records was actually true then i would have less of a problem with the content in their lyrics. But what really Irks me is this swag rap shit...my pants cost this, my bitch look like this, my car sound like this, and i got a gun (shit is licensed). Im not sayin Hip hop has to be serious or super lyrical all the time but dammit speak about something else. Because hip hop is so saturated with this kind of stuff, its hard for real lyricists whose music may have a chance of touching the masses to get a damn deal; like myself. And the worst part about it is Hip hop doesnt even live where it was created anymore...it was started in the Bronx, NY; my home! and now its in the south and every place else. I would expect other states to tolerate the shit on the radio..but dammit New York we created this...grew it up, made it whole, made it strong, and then sold it into slavery. We off all people (New Yorkers) should be able to monitor what comes on the radio!.....but oh well, my thoughts are all over the place on this one so bare with me!...Until I hear something worth listening to in todays music My ears will be trapped in between the 70's and 90's when real was real and wasnt questioned!