Death is not the greatest loss. . .
The greatest loss is what dies inside while we live. . .

I am a slave of existence
I just want to be free. . .

Once my chains are broken
and my wings have mended. . .
I shall fly away and never return to you. . .

I dont fear life. . .I fear those who are in it. . .

Beauty is created when you face your fears,
Love is created when someone shows you the way. . .

Asleep my love?
What dead my dove?

Suicide is a four letter word. . .

Death pours hot candle wax over our souls, it burns like fire at first then just encases us forever in grief

.::Pretend::.
**defend**
Now surrend

The want to believe your happy
Is sometimes greater then the feeling it's self

Wings