Torn - Natalie Imbruglia

I thought I saw a man brought to life

He was warm he came around

Like he was dignified

He showed me what it was to cry

Well you couldn't be that man I adored

You don't seem to know or seem to care

What your heart is for

I don't know him anymore

There's nothing where he used to lie

My conversation has run dry

That's what's going on

Nothing's fine

I'm torn

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed

Into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see

The perfect sky is torn

You're a little late

I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right

I should have seen just what was there

And not some Holy light

But you crawled beneath my veins

And now I don't care, I have no luck

I don't miss it all that much

There's just so many things

That I can't touch

I'm torn

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed

Into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see

The perfect sky is torn

You're a little late

I'm already torn

There's nothing where he used to lie

My inspiration has run dry

That's what's goin' on

Nothing's right I'm torn

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed

Into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see

The perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed

bound and broken on the floo

You're a little late

I'm already torn

Torn

Silence!

Destiny is but a phrase of the weak human heart - the dark apology for every error. The strong and virtuous admit no destiny. On earth conscience guides; in heaven God watches.Good writing can be defined as having something to say and saying it well. When one has nothing to say, one should remain silent. Silence is always beautiful at such times.

The Evil and The God

Grandparents... missed both... and obviously little me in the middle.

One night my Grandpa told me about a battle that goes on inside people. 

He said "the battle is between two "wolves" inside us all.

One is Evil. It is anger, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, false pride, superiority, and ego.

The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, serenity, kindness, generosity, truth, compassion and faith....

I then asked "Which wolf wins?"

He simply replied " The one you feed."