Every now and again I sit and try to find out what is wrong with my life and how to correct it and I still have no idea as to why all this has happened to me. It all seems that it was meant for me to suffer through my life and the pain I feel, no one could ever start to understand me and my actions and its driving me insane the fact that I know I am not the only one with these problems, but I can’t find someone to share the same fate as me no matter where I go I am alone and people ask me “why are you so quiet?, why do you never talk about your past?, Where do you live?†And it’s amazing how simple these questions are but I can never answer them. I can’t really let people see the darker side of me. In my deepest dreams I use to find myself in a better place even now that is tainted with the memories of my past dreams filled with blood and pain that I can’t even describe or would ever want to. My world, my life is neither for the faint of heart nor for the soundest of minds. It is for no one to see or to know of it is my burden to accept with no one to guide me, no one to help me and it maybe unfair and cruel at times but this is just my path. In the end I am finding that I am more comfortable in my unhappiness because I have felt it so much more than normal feelings I guess being happy is not meant for at least not in this stage of my life.
