Grandfather, one day we will meet again. And when we do, maybe I'll remember who you were, or maybe I'll just forget you like you have forgotten me.

It's not about getting through the pain, but how much pain you can stand and for how long.

No one is listening as she screams so silently

It's bad when you are so tired of feeling that you would willingly give up those moments of happiness just to not have to feel the pain anymore.

Everyday you tell youself you don't care, and then every night you lie awake and cry about what you don't want to think about anymore. You don't want to think about anything.

I don't want it to happen again, but here it is, the sleepless nights, the fights with myself, then endless pain, the overpowering thoughts, slowly going insane. When will this cycle ever stop?

Nowhere to go but going out of my mind......

Based on experience, I have come to find a large chunk of people's life is sadness.

Anyone can be happy with the life they have if they try hard anough. I don't know about you, but I want something more then what is being laid at my feet.

Everyone wants something more in life; few actually want it enough to do something about it.