…Silence is the true friend that never betrays.

freedom, care, loyalty, desire

a wise friend once said…
  • I am real, I refuse to hide myself in my own home.
  • It will always end, how much difference does it make if  it ends in loss of interest instead of death?
  • You let yourself become dependent on her caring for you, but you have to remember that people will always put themselves first even if they’re tricking themselves into believing it’s for you. Never become dependent and never lose your temper.
  • If you’re depending on someone to be there or do something for you and they don’t come through you are down in the dirt with nothing left.
  • ok, if you love chocolate so much, but for me, I can’t eat it because it makes me sick…my body can’t support it and stuff. So I don’t like chocolate, but you love it. Does the fact that you love it and it makes me sick change the actual chocolate at all?
  • i avoid compliments. sorry. They never did the world good.
  • Odd how beliefs change people’s actions sometimes making their beliefs somewhat true.
  • oh, I get it, you insult yourself before I can.
  • I’m willing to help. You’ve been misguided.
  • There is no one in this world you will ever need, you have to remember that. and you have to remember it’s not real. no sense of touch or feeling is truly real. Your feelings are just searching for a reason. We went too far and we can never go back. suicide was unheard of. pain was only physical. We’ve made so many things that make everything so much easier which allows way too much thought. We were never suppose to be like this.
  • What pain do you plan on escaping? What happened? No you aren’t, you’ll see. but you don’t miss her. No love, watch yourself. Why is it that we are the only ones to have relationships? Other animals don’t. We’ve lost our way. All you have to do is find it. Do you understand? You don’t understand who I am. I cry. I hurt to. It lessened though, don’t worry, you’ll be saved. All you have to do is wait and find your way. crying is healing, they say it doesn’t help but it does, it lets the pain seep out with the tears. You may still hurt, but it’s bearable, sometimes all you need is a trigger. This pain will fade just like all others.
  • Wait so what has she done? Kinda ditch you, forgotten what you’ve given?
  • I thought I had way too much compassion but really I don’t care at all.
  • What I want and what I’m willing to do are very different things.
  • no, that’s really difficult. I can’t remember anything people say to me unless I repeat it in my head while they say it.
  • So this leaves me without an answer because I cannot guess on the standards you’ve given.
  • You’d have to leave behind your past to leave behind yourself. and that’s not possible.
  • no, I’m not wise, I just had more time to consider things.
  • why not listen so people can see what you’re listening to?
  • That’s the thing though, I’ve risen above the pain, you simply have to do the same.
where does all yer pain come from in one word?
Betrayal comes from lies, my dear.

What Happened?

its ok, ive grown used to it.
i dont mind…
u can turn yer back on me too, he said. . .
as he watched the last one awaken.
dont go.
why am i the one
the joke is on me,
is it over soon tho … hey?
my right
your left
i hate my conscious for reminding me of my subconscious
it makes me wither away into bits of pain
who are u?
what have u done…
am i the evil one?
your tongue leaves scars
ouch… who cares?
thought so, but i needed a mirror for resurrection.
am i alone to see the sadness in its reflection… fuk it the devil gets his due.
the dinnerware was cold to the touch
yeah, but why does it feel like this?

Hiii…..Hiii? …Hiii?… u there?

i dont claim to know right from wrong…
i just know what my heart tells me…
sometimes i follow my heart too quickly…
other times i dont hear its cries…
i dont want all the money in the world…
i just know that broke or rich its the same…
sometimes i follow my happiness too closely…
other times i dont hear my intuition calling…
i dont wanna keep startin over…
letting go of the past is just around the next star…
i just know its not always a bright day when the sun is out…
i dont wanna feel alone for much longer…
…bring the sun or im gone

.t.HE .w.IND .o.F .m.ISERY APP.e.ARS

the tragic travesty
he drives the twisted road to see sunshine once again…even before the sunshine shines its golden glow upon the vehicle he is reaching over to open the door with anticipation of feeling its warmth flow over him… filling up his soul with happiness…he’s waited long for this… can’t wait anymore… missed… loved… needed… all gone now… sliding down the edge of the sharpest razor on earth and dripping in a bottomless pit of hurt and heartache… the edges frothing over with questions of … nevermind… apparently im an idiot… not all is what it seems…

Self Affliction

red tears
misery wept
turning blue
too late
violated promise
inferior words
avoid hate
abandon comfort
illusional love
open wounds
disloyal captor
incessant anguish
eternal sleep


the darkness promises shelter.
whispering safety and smiling it’s misfortune.
would it be a loss to accept such finality?
one can wonder all of their sanity.
a road we all take, it awaits.. never impatient.
the rain smells fresh and brings hope.
but each raindrop can be a shard of glass slicing slowing upon the flesh.
without forsight it all seems lost.
wake me up before it all stops.
time…man’s way of neglect.
can this be all that bad?
surrender to silence.
days, weeks, months.

Sick World

I’m sick of pretending everything is okay.
I’m sick of watching the world waste away.
I’m sick of the liars, cheaters and deceivers.
I’m sick of the preacher and his brainwashed believers.
I’m sick of the watered-down news, pop culture and TV.
I’m sick of the sheeple worshiping celebrity.
I’m sick of the excuses and psychotic behavior.
I’m sick of the people who dare not waver.
I’m sick of the heartache that is nonstop.
I’m sick of our rights getting raped by the cops.
I’m sick of the wars and the false flag terrorism.
I’m sick of the killing and not enough heroism.
I’m sick of our government pretending to care.
I’m sick of the politicians who have nothing to bare.
I’m sick of the terminal diseases that have a cure.
I’m sick of the pharmaceutical companies masquerading as being pure.
I’m sick of the injustice that happens every day.
I’m sick of the suffering and love that went astray.
I’m sick of the starvation of the poor, hungry and needy.
I’m sick of the rich being down right greedy.
I’m sick of the bullies who prey on the weak.
I’m sick of the public who walk around, as if, asleep.
I’m sick of the degradation of the human race.
I’m sick of the tears on an innocent face.
I’m sick of feeling sick.
Nothing is what it seems.
Reality is a trick.
Let me wake up from this dream.
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STFU Cruelty 101

you can dream a dream a million ways
dream that dream a million days
nothing will ever turn out right
hold your breath and wish for death tonightmore you believed the less you seen

it didnt take long for the blood to gleam

take down your sorrow
lay it beneath

trap your heart

crush your soul

misty rain

never the day pass that thoughts of misty rain obscure the grain of hope
a cruel joke of time for it reminds oneself of the longing
is it compassion to long for the end of suffering by any means?
where there was once a book that held so many fortunes, now resides little but sadness and misery
if it wasn’t for pain one would have to consider if they were alive

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