"When the mind wanders it finds its pain in knowledge, and one must become accustom to that pain..."

"The struggle for anything we do is different individually; but can be understood universally and mutually"

"No dream is equivalent to a nightmare that as I countless times told myself "this doesn't exist" it was still there..."

"I can still smell the cigarettes as if the ash scent was fresh thinking back to that day I don't know why I was there"

"What happens when guns and false words decide the future, when the real voices can't be heard, when warmth is destroyed... "

"And what were those words plunged out into space, The upset harmony of a heart burns in the midst of a new sensation"

"The red flames that shatter across the sky, look at the shards of conflict spread, the tears of revenge fall but even they can not extinguish the product of such chaos, "look... the sky is burning"

"The cold night and that cold blue moon, that same shadow and those reoccurring nightmares, the feeling that things end a little too soon, a little to fast... staring at that blue moon"

"People will continue to hurt themselves and the same tragedy will occur forever as long as people keep pretending they can live this life and never suffer"

The same melody of those same keys that played a song ever so gently, She asked me if life could be that beautiful, if the world was that simple