IF STRESSING MYSELF OUT DON'T KILL ME ANYTIME SOON, YOU. FREAKING. WILL. Get that?

"He who reaps the tragedy you cry about feels more pain then you..."

"If only tears could cry from the heart, they would..."

When you lose faith, you become less than alive, but more than dead.

Conquer and destroy
What was once a soul
Burn and burry
So I can pay my toll

Passion burns me to my core
Fear traps me into place
Standing up to fight is rare
Yet I just stop and leave the race

Stumble, trip, fall
Leaning against a wall
Crumbled down, and crawl
Staggering down the hall
Listening to death’s call
About to lose it all

Talk to me with emotion.
Listen to me with honesty.
Look at me with love
Look away from me with discust.

Life isnt bliss no wonder why it comes first
Because death is a gift given after the worst

I don't want you to tell me what to do, why can't you just listen & tell me it's going to be alright ?