My kin though what you hath given me is not perfect, I treasure the love you bestow, for it is assuridly without motive or greed.

In the end you took much more than, abusing and taking my generosity for granted, you took away what was so precious to me, my trust in you.

You move on now my beloved to the next world and I shall follow you soon, though my heart aches each day I wait to be with you again.

Sometimes life becomes so hard and there is no one you feel you can turn to, who really understands what you have been through. That is loneliness...

How can I move on? how can I... cheer up? My mind simply will not let me forget the endless tragedies of my life, but this is what you so casually call.. my depression.

You dont have to shout I can hear you, yes I know what you want of me.... but what makes me this way is, you dont want to hear me!

I learned the most bitter pill to swallow is to realise, no matter what you do, you cant save everyone from the pain you have been through.

I do not fear death, I fear only that this day will be my last with you.

Each night I wait upon the dawn with tears of dread, for I know this may be the day my love, you are taken from me and my whole world falls apart...

There is no true meaning of life, there is only the true meaning that you must give to your life.