You know its not working. And yet you are not ready to stop your thoughts. Let go of all your old ideas. You cannot imagine them now, but there are brilliant dreams you could be missing. It is wrong to get stuck in a routine that brings nothing but despair. Stop for your own sake, stop being weak. Let your will-power rule. Let all those memories leave. Let them rest. Realize that you are making it very hard for yourself. Just let go. Let go. And welcome the new world. It will be for certain better than the previous one.

Walking amidst graves, the barren trees symbolic. Bare branches, like soulless bodies. Its so chilly, a sky that blots light. Clutching on tighter to my sweater, I move deeper into the dead. I would feel cold here, even in summer. This immense quiet. So many, beneath this earth. Even if they could talk, I would not be able to hear. Where will my place be amongst them. Where will I lain, in numbing nothingness. Will I feel someone’s presence as they might feel mine. Will I hear footsteps walking over my grave

listen to the this urge to live live and just get out and go there instead of dreaming and talking about it just go and find out what you always wanted to know find out things you were told did not exist find your existence and your dreams find every nightmare too get your answers before its too late do not wait waiting will make your spirit old and kill your soul

Its raining tonight,
Wind whispers wet nothings,
The moon is silver and bright,
My thoughts are weaved with fantasies,
Winged, they move so free.
I see you again, here you are,
Holding my hand in yours.
You have climbed down tonight,
to soothe my burning soul,
I close my eyes and feel,
what I missed all this while.

I ask to come along,
We could live like before, as one,
but again you tell me,
the time has not yet come.
I have more days to breathe
alone, here, without you.
This rain washes away my fears,
For I know it will be soon.


Made my dad read this...Needless to say, he was disgusted!