Hope. Love. Grace. Heaven. Hell.
We need hope in this world of darkness. We need love to combat selfishness. We need grace in this world of fallen angels. Give him trust and he’ll be your savior. Life is only as complicated as we make it. The word is light if we choose to take it. My heart is gold but please don’t break it. Restless nights are not forsaken.
Every day I learn something, but I can’t sleep where is the peace? When will it all make sense to me? When will I truly be set free? These questions go unanswered. Sometimes I just can’t stand her. Sometimes I lay awake at night can’t get the voices to be quiet.
What is so important that it interrupts my sleep? What is so profound that I’ve lost reality? Why is it that these questions remain afraid to ask? Why is it that we care to do such tedious tasks? Why is it the sky, is where we wanna be? The whole world drowns themselves, just to avoid the heat. But every day we find, were still stuck with ourselves. So we better make it heaven, or it can be pure hell.
The choice is yours.
~Aria Johnson

