I can't comprehend what darkness really is. I felt the same thing inside.

I miss the sound of you

"Your tears, but they are
whom you earned they
wouldn't bring you to cry"

My favorite story is about Pandora's box its about a foolish human opening it and so many bad things fly out but the last thing that flys out is hope as long as theres hope i known i can make it

For years, this is all I've known. It's held my heart and been my home. Now I'm scared to lose myself...scared of letting go. But when you take the sick away...who am I supposed to be?

"A broken heart it is hard
to repair when you say,
don't break someone's heart"

"when I've lost it, I lose it..."

loosing the people I love, things I strived for, ect..

The hardest thing on the world is the view I have of myself

I think I'm being emotionally abused.
Or am I the abuser too?

My dear silence i can't hear you