"The man's sorrows were of no importance"said society
"The man's sorrows mean he is weak" said the woman and man
"This man's sorrows means he is depressed or mentally ill" said the doctors
The man
"My sorrows are of my own problems I am tired I am weak I am sad are we all not dying,  do we not all feel so what is the difference between feeling happy and sad if I will be labeled as insane for my sadness has no importance to society  nothing ever changes " said the man

-Sanguine's sadness

I am the tools of warfare and survival
I am the emotions of life and it's many shades
I am the bringer of the end I am the creator of life I am of the beginning
I am the great and unholy beast that destroys I am the make of many peaces a dreamer

For i am man the human the killer and Savior the giver and life and the reaper of it as well the dream and illusion and the nightmare and horrors
My madness over takes all in the end
-Sanguine Rain

My relationships with people are never smooth it seems
Like a rocky road in the mountains in the winters snow It was always chaotic I was chaotic but at least I felt at peace in serenity with you I don't know if it was love or madness or maybe I was just finally going crazy I just enjoyed the journey we experienced in life even though it was a few months it felt like years to me

The everlasting madness of love

The deaths the bullets the bomb shells the hell it was on the battlefield as your friends were being killed left and right
War indeed is a horror and a tragedy but it is amazing at the same time
You should never really romance war and call it glorious and honorable as all it is truly at its core is men killing men no matter the cause
Who is truly the winner you must ask yourself
-Sanguine The Melancholic