A SCRIBE CONFESSION

Throught lifes cycle of trails and tribulations for without evil we will never learn about what is good in life cycle of twists turns and curves, with its ups and downs for those are the true eulogy of what is known as what is life in real life time of the here and now, for even though we each seek and search the same uniqueness of an elevation kind of love from the heart as well as the mind of the soul. Sometimes we get something eles in return instead of what was promise from spoken words, that only came with seduction of the skin and flesh leaving out the mind as it came with illusions, for the mind and depth of the heart disguise as a smiling face hiding behind a mask of imperfections with flaws and imperfections with confession hiding deep within ones spiritual soul of ones earthy being. But you see what you dont really understand you abandon my heart when I needed and wanted you the most in my life and world, for you took my love and understanding for granted thinking that I would be there for you but you were never there for me, as when you needed an listening ear and an caring heart with a shoulder to hold the weight of the world upon my own shoulders, but you see fair exchange aint no robbery for I would rather be loved than needed from woman to man and thats the only way WE CAN EVER BE. For its very true what they say without evil we will never know nor understand what is good in life, for with each encounter its like learning someone from the beginning like two strangers passing through the night, like shadows of strangers but yet each with its own secrets and lies journeys travels and walks mix with dishonesty and mistrust with betrayal hiding behind a mask.