Sparkler
No More Drama

My Own Prison
Thu Jan 10 2002

Just went out to my living room floor in the dark and got on my knees to pray.


Poured out all my pain, sorrow and confusion to God. Told him I do not know what to do, nor do I have Peace. I want Peace.


After my prayer. I sat there.


And what came to mind?


Mariah Careys SHOE CLOSET!!!!


They did a MTV Cribs on her home tonight. She just went on and on thru room after room, loads of shoes and clothes. Changing clothes for different parts of the house tour.


Im not sure what it was about her show closet. But it all just looked so hollow and empty.


Im human. I aspire to money, nice home, wealth, stability, Im just like many out there.


But its that whole thing that it doesnt buy happiness.


Where was love? Where was a wonderful person she talked about and said she was in love with? It was all ME ME ME MINE MINE MINE. Im not downing Mariah. Cause I can be the exact same way. I guess it was just watching it tonight. Like I said, it appeared so shallow.


Right now a song is coming to my head.


Creeds MY OWN PRISON. " I cry out to God seeking only his decisions..... Ive Created my Own Prison" and then I think of another chorus on that album to another song "Whats this Life for?"


I like that album because I relate to the songs and the inner struggle he sings of. What I wanna know is how do I get out of this Prison of my Own in my head. Its of my creating. I dont know how to get out though.

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