Another silent day, no one would think of the thought that it would have been like this. For we are alone for a moment, but then dragged back to little darkness called love. Love for what you cannot touch but can only see, this is the deepest darkest parts of my thoughts today.

Should I kill myself? Or should I fall till my little hearts tattered to the very thing I feared? What if I could only let go of this dream, to be free and emotionless in the pouring rain.

What about the hurt I've caused to those I've loved, and those who were too stubborn to let me go. Instead, I shunned them into the darkness along with my feelings.

To what is proper behavior within society, do we dance to those who beck and call us? Or do we head our thoughts, what about those friends who fade and no longer see you as a friend but as a joke.

What's living?

Define Happiness.

No one can indeed have what they want, and once they have it what's to say they won't lose that which is so dear to them.