litlefree

I live in this castle with everything and more. I have everything. But i still want more. I keep telling myself when i get this, when i get that. Everything will get better. But im always searching for something new. I feel stressed by this grey and dark world. I feel the cold. Am i the only one? I wish to feel warm and see all the colors. But theres only black and grey. How can i dream to be something when i wake up by nightmares. How can feel joy when im in agony. Why would i want anyone to feel empathy for me. Why would i show sympathy for someone. When i hate everything. I fear myself. I fear life. I fear death. I fear

Some says you can't have the cake and eat it aswell. I want the whole bakery.

First time i met you, you blew my mind. I've never felt as good or been that happy. I want this feeling to stay with me forever. The world became a beter place with you. It was fun to go to work and i enjoyed being around people. I could be productive for days. Felt like everyday was a shiny day with only new goals to reach. But then... you gave me less and less joy. I had to get more of you. I felt like my soul was leaving me. Why are you doing this to me? Why cant it be like the first time we met? I've lost my job because of you. And i realy need money to get more of you. I sold my house for you. Its okey i can live in the ca

                              Walking in the middle of nowhere.                   Stupid forrest,stupid rocks and stpuid legs almost faling.                             Did not even care to leave a note.                            Would not  make any diffrence anyway.                      How to tie this stupid rope and where can i hang it...                  Guess i will need one or two of those stupids rocks to stand on.          Did not think it would be this hard but nothing been easy so why would this be.                                     No time for exuses.                 It starts to get abit dark and there is a nice

You're in a place where you feel you don't belong The fact that you there, your very existence, makes it all feel wrong You're a ghost, invisible, you don't even have a face Just another asinine anomaly occupying space No one glances your way, no one even bat's an eye You sit comfortable in obscurity and don't ask yourself why You're fine with all this, and oh, how you wish you cared To do what so many others like you have never dared To be normal. To fit in. To not be... You. A blight. A shadow in the midst of someone else's light. You want, so badly, in their waters, to drown But you won't move. You're stuck. An anchor pulls you down. Th