It is the darkest, deepest place one can travel alone,
A solo journey filled with struggles and groans.
Every day is a new battle against the same foe,
But the enemy fights back with psychological blows.
It creeps up on you in your most vulnerable state,
Especially when there's no one around who can relate.
Thoughts in your mind begin to swirl and swell,
Which drag you into your subconscious hell.
Figments and entities from your past
Serve as the pain, which you can't outlast.
Finally sleep always comes as a welcomed friend,
But it the morning the ceaseless battle begins yet again.
we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was fo
I wish not to love you much,
Only to love you well.
Much is but a quantity,
The happiest day of my life
Was when I first laid eyes on you
For you were like a
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be p
I'm sitting here trying to get over you.
Let's get one thing straight; I'm only 19 and tr
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
Y
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
