I can feel the passion dying in me; slowly slipping away. Every one looks and sees the salary and nice suits and thinks Ive made it, or that I am on the road to success. But I fell away from my dreams. Saving my people has become a faded goal in the figment of my mind. I am not changing this globe the way I set out to. The lines have become blurred and the journey seems impossible. Am I the man I thought I was? Or am I becoming the man I always feared? Last night I asked myself, Am I about dollars, or about change?... I started asking God but I couldnt hear his imaginary voice over the ever-so real police sirens zipping down my street. Maybe he too has become a distant relative who you rarely check in with unless you need something. I second guess my seemingly successful situation. I am starting to feel as I traded in my goals and passion to change the world for a check. God forgive me, for I have lost myself in your world...
Posted on: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 10:39:23 +0000
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