“I am not as sweet as chocolate I am more like love soaked in memories, ugly painful memories. I don’t look like beautiful flowers, I look like broken promises with lonely eyes. I’m no longer made with dances and laughs, I’m only made with heartaches and crying souls. This is not a poem, this is me after you, this is what you turned me into. This is not a poem, this is me trying to forget you, all about you, all about me and you.”

Don't be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life. You don't have to live forever you just have to live.

Have you ever had to get through a day, smiling at people, talking, as if everything were normal and okay, while all the the time you felt like you were carrying a leaden weight of unhappiness inside you?

Cause lately I've been dealing with the loneliest nights, trying to see another day alive has been my only fight. I did this alone, I'm doing that alone, I do it all alone, so when I fall, I fall alone.

What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.

I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it.