We Are All Victims

We are all victims. We can all be victims of love, hate, pleasure, life and death. Everything happens and changes for a reason. We die for a cause. We live for a cause. We smile for a cause. We love for a cause. But we don't decide who dies, who kills, and who survives. We are just the innocent bystanders as the ciaos unfolds. Some choose to stand there and watch people suffer. Others choose to take a stand and fight for the cause. And others just want to move on. Yet the one thing where we can't choose is who will walk away alive form the world, and walk into peace. The anger explodes out of us as we deal with it and walk on. We are all victims.

Childhood Friend

That one person I used to be close with. We were young, we had fun, we were just dumb. But then he had to go, he left. I was lost without him. I couldn't deal with missing a friend. I missed as he would call it our "blond moments." He understood me and how my life worked. He was my childhood friend. He became more of a brother than just any ordinary friend. But then I had to move on, had no choice. He was gone. I do miss him, and our moments. And yet I know he misses them too.