what do you do when all you can see is darkness.
what do you do when you think your heart cant beat anymore,
what can you do when your screams of agony cant be heard,
what do you do when the river at your feet, made from your tears cant run any longer,
what do you do?
how can you look at a picture when you kno it brings you sadness,
how do you leave a place where it all started,
how do you know you finally stoped crying, that your heart will stop hurting,
how do you know?
when do you find out that every thing will be allright,
when do you look in the mirror and not find the dried tears sticking your hair into place,
or you dont see agony in your eyes,
when do the cuts or bruises from inside and out heal,
why does it all happen,
why do you cry yourself to sleep,
why do you wait for the very thing that causes you pain,
why do you put yourself through the chaos, that surly will only get yourself hurt
if you can answer all of these, then you know what its like to lose love, to go through love
and to want it, if you see these things and think of them as untruth, then surly you dont
know life, life gave us love, for you are hidden and protected from the world and are surly
blind, so i tell you this, to open the eyes and hearts of people who dont have this
experience, love is diffucult, for life brought love thus making hate and hurt, no one
can live and love without knowing hate and death, for if not, surly you can not be alive.
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