Its the lonlieness that hurts the most for all of us.

Empathy is a myth.

Sometimes the people who hurt us the most are the people who are hurting more than us.

I gave my all and I lost. At least now I have nothing left to lose.

If theres one thing shes amazing at; its pretending everything is ok.

I try to slice the decay away,
Gorging away layers of skin.
I attempt to satisfy the beast,
That's lurking so deep within.

4rm my new poem "The Beast'.

It's the loneliness that slowly chills and kills the heart in all of us.

It's funny how you can experience the darkest day of your life when it is bright and sunny outside.

All that Im after is a life full of laughter.

Nothing and nobody matters anymore because, in a few days, I'm gone.