Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Feeling Exhausted

Energy never dies.
Energy transforms.
Everything is energy.
I need energy.
I give energy.
I am out of words to say.
Perhaps everything has been said before.
Perhaps not everything has been meant before.
Perhaps everything has been felt before.
Who am I to tell anyone how to live.
Love is truly what matters most.
I simply must try to live better, longer, and if I learned anything, happier.