“There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven't had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.”
― Robert Goolrick, The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life

Waking up this morning
all I saw was the same ceiling...
the same empty bed..
the same view...
lifeless and cold
I'm so tired of waking up everyday
know that all I have left to look forward to is emptiness
and
another day closer to death


to live without love 
is to be dead...and still breathing....
a meaningless way to be


empty promises
lost dreams
what did I do so wrong to the world to deserve this?


I wish I could find out...


cause living like this is pointless...

Time fails us all in the end..
some sooner
some later..
I would prefer sooner..
Is that wrong?
When life holds no passion...
or love


its worthless
is it wrong?


not for me.....

Blackness surrounds my vision.....
closing slowly and deleting my world


when will the pain end....


soon
I hope....