Saying that I can`t be sad, since others got it worse is same as saying I can`t be happy since others have it better.

No matter how much you love somebody that will never make them love you, it simply will let them feel like they are superior and can toy with your feelings as they like.

In the end you are still all alone, left to the mercy of your own screaming thoughts.

Sometimes you need to let go of those precious of you, if you try to keep them when they have given up on you, you will only keep hurting yourself.

Everyone leaves and so will you, but something will remain forever, all those scars you made on me.

Pain doesn`t really seem to hurt, if it`s all you have ever felt in your life.

Going onwards I drive myself insane, feels sad, painful, lonesome, but at same time so well known.