Another night of loneliness
One more night of the cold
Gently missing
Your hand that I want to hold

Another breath of nicotine
One more breath in sigh
Silently wishing
That you could be by my side

Another call of cheerful laughters
One more call disconnected in between
Desperately hoping
You are still thinking of me

Another goodbye by the plane
One more look of your face
Naively anticipating
The day we both remain together in one place

*In love, in smiles, in happiness

I suffocated myself with the words I didn't say.

I just wanted to wright a letter to you. I am doing this because I want to let you know that you loners, hurt ones, strangers and lost ones. You are beautiful. You are strong. You can do it. I believe in you. And I am here for you, I want to help in anyway I can so please if you need somebody to talk to, someone to listen to you, I'm here. I may not be much help but I will try my hardest. I am in a stable place and want to pull you up. To be a rope holding you up. To be one of the many stars in the dark night. I got better and so can you. So if you self harm, cut, are depressed or just need someone to rant to I'm here. Come talk to me.
              
             Love Shadow

You have to push me
Or I will never move

You have to carry me
So I can learn to walk

Each of these past days
I have crawled back further into my shell

And if you do not reach
For me right now
I may never see the sun again

So kiss me once
For it may very well be my last

And say goodnight
To the heart you love more than you know

For the darkness comes
And I have not the strength to hide

Sweet sorrow
And oh so much fear
And every night is like a tear

I would give up my sight,
So you could see how beautiful you are.
I would give up my hearing,
So you could hear all the nice things people say about you.
I would give up my heart,
So you could love your self.
I would give up my voice,
So you could say you love your body.
I would give up my mind,
So you could think about the good things and not the bad.
I would give up every part of me if it would help you.

10 AM, train

How do you deal with other people if you don't know how to deal with yourself?
How are you supposed to tell someone you're broken?
How do you explain to people that you never meant to hurt them, and you know all too well how it feels to hurt the way they do?

How can you ever expect someone to understand?