Sometimes those who have suffered a great deal are the ones that seem tough. The ones that remain quiet as others around them share their stories of grief and pain. No one experiences pain in the same way. Something that may not mean much to you may mean a great deal to another. So if you are lending an ear to someone who is sharing with you a part of them that has felt pain, don't lessen their experience by saying others have had it worse. Sometimes all someone needs is someone who listens without judgments or opinions.

Im back

 How do you share the most intimate parts of you to this cruel world.. where people form opinions based off their own assumptions and not facts. The truth only lies within the ones experiencing the moment and even that is open for interpretation.  So here I am, sharing a little piece of my thoughts, of my heart and of my life.....

Happiness

 We keep ourselves hidden from the world because most of us know that the demons that comfort us at night won't be accepted by this world. These smiling faces that we see in passing, the laughs we share with others, the noise we make to keep the sadness contained, is it ever real. Do we really seek happiness or is happiness a facade that most of us just dream of, and if happiness does exist why are there so many unhappy people roaming this earth? 

Pieces

 They often say that if you want something so bad, you will find a way to attain it. I for one do not believe this to be true. There are many things that can hold someone back from truly going for what they want, it's not always as simple as it seems. Nothing in life truly is. 

Once shared

 Sometimes we have to come to the cruel realization that it’s our love that is keeping the relationship alive, and once we take that love back there is nothing left, besides the love we once shared;

 And although I love him with all of my heart, with every inch of my soul, I just can’t do it anymore. I realize that my love isn’t enough to save him, it isn’t enough to change him. And I can’t keep fighting for something that is not there, maybe it never was there. Looking back I realize I overlooked so many things, I forgave the unforgivable, and it was more for me than for him. I was broken and willing to accept things that I should have never accepted, I realize and see things so differently now. 

 The silent space that you have left within me has taken over, I can’t find the words anymore. The feeling is gone, I gave it all to you. Now all that is left is this empty feeling within me, that now questions everything I once felt for you;