50 Quotes by Robert M. Drake

The funny thingaboutadvice is,we always tellothersthe thingswecannotreally doourselves.

From chaos to lullabiesI watched herlive my thoughts,and soon enoughshe did becomemy favorite stony.She was everythingand with every wordshe drew me closer.She drew me into her story,a storyI knew I would neverbe able to understand.

We think we owe everyone something. We think we need to explain ourselves and we think too much about thinking too much.And it is funny how we think we know it all, but the reality is this: everything we think that brings us together is everything that sets us further apart. And over thinking of how different we all are; is failing to recognize of how connected we all could really be.

Your sky is full of stars and my arms too short to reach a piece to call my own

Our fate liesin the handsof the things we loveand sometimesthe things we loveare the thingsthat lead usto the fatal destructionof ourselves.

She was the death of me,the beginning and the end.And I never understood her,for how could someoneSo beautiful be the causeof so much destructionafter all.

Dedicatedto all who have a dreamto all who struggletwo jobs to get byto all who have beenignored all their livesto all who feel emptyto all who cannot sleepbecause there is so muchin their mindto all who have died a littlein the name of loveto all who are called weird,strange and oddto all who create becausethat is the only thing they knowhow to doto all who believe in somethingto all who breathe and to allwho are no longer herethis one is for you.

Sometimes, we hate ourselves for the feelings we ignore.Maybe that is the problem; we do not listen to ourselves until it is too late.

I can’t recognize myselflately;I’m someone I used to know.I think you took me with youand I was hoping you couldjust leave me somewhere else,because I’ve been waitingfor myself,waiting for all the piecesto come home.