Confusion all over
I really don't know why I ended this poem like this, it seems I try to write something that is real, but isn't always there, it is like the whole spiritual world, you have to believe otherwise you can't see. Sometimes we don't want to see, cause it seems all so useless, and a waste of time... often it is seen as a ferrytale which is easy to believe in, (makes life easy), put the responsibility for your actions somewhere else but sure not on you. I think if we really believe it doesn't necessarily makes life more easy, it makes it different, you stay responsible, maybe even more. I'd never even thought before that I would think about this kind of stuff, I really said no, until 2,5 years ago when I had a real touch of God, so to say I repented, and new life came into me. from that day I changed sometimes slow sometimes fast, falling down getting up. I still search for the right way of living life, (not the religion, but the living God) it makes life challengeing and sometimes difficult, but it is worth living, and that is something great.
