I wish no one in this world was sad
Then I remembered
*there's nothing called a free lunch

It isn't where you're from that matters
**its what you do that does

My body is broken
My dark past makes it hard to breathe
The ghost of old mistakes made
Haunt me.
They are all I see when I look into the mirror
I carry my broken heart, all that flows through my veins
Is darkness. Poison that others think is blood.
My face is a ragged mess; the dark circles and mouth twisted into a scowl
Shows that I am done.
I can only hope that
Death shall be a release.

There is bliss in solitude,
There might not be the comfort of a lover
However there is no heartbreak as well.
There might not be a person to talk to
But sometimes, the best and most sensible person to talk to is you
There might not always be love
But sometimes all you need is time alone, to yourself. To look into the endless abyss that is you
There might not always be happiness.
But solitude has its moments.
There is bliss in solitude.

Others were born to happiness and light
I.. I was made to walk in eternal night..

I once saw a leopard
A sleek, powerful animal
Walking with silent footsteps
Her eyes gleaming with unbreakable pride
A soft growl escapes from the fantastic feline
And I know better than to test this marvel of nature

The fog
Ghostly pale; soft as a feather
Covering everything in its path
Blocks the sight of men
Thick, pale fog, originating from a bog
Slowly creeping over the ground