Everything we do is a futile attempt to outlast time, we all fade into eternity in the end. Its a beautiful thing both because of, and in spite of all that we go through.

Why do we hate to be called weak
When it is so obvious that we are?
Why do we hate to be called monsters?
Look at us!!
We are.

Happiness like words
Coming into your heart so simply
Like the songs of birds
Coming to your ears so sweetly
Simplicity and felicity
Cradling your soul like the fluffy clouds
Cradle the sun

Sad eyes full of lies, Foggy days full of questions, Musical notes full of bullets, Night shattered by day's empty light.

Smoldering
Ashes
Resentful
And
Hateful
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Lol I was in a bad mood....

Sky above so soft and quiet, why embrace a world as cold as this?????

Why do people pray for their loved ones up in heaven? Shouldn't their loved ones pray for them?

Death comes, and you want to sit and ponder upon it forever. But you can't. The sun rises again, and you can NEVER get over the pain of it.

With depression, you almost have to close your eyes against the good days because the light hurts.

Wings don't work without gravity.