Why is it that sometimes you feel...
...so much like giving up, yet you plod on, drag yourself and look for the light at the end of the tunnel? Why is it that you know that no matter how bleak the situation now, everything will turn out fine in the end? How is it that you can smile and forgive again and again... because.... you know what it means to love. you know what it means to have lost. you know that no matter what, you will hold true.

yet... the strain is enormous...

...i need to breathe...

i want to grow

i need you to understand

yet you can't

because you don't know what a bitch life can be

because you don't know how to listen


i am tired... but it will be as it has always been... i will not give up...

until i die.