I keep on getting stronger.

Soon enough I will be able to face myself again.

Time can destroy but also heal.

Fear can kill but still rescue you.

Wounds will hurt like hell, but it remind you.

You are alive.

Soon enough will someone find me.

A survivor.

A broken warrior.

A lost soul looking for a home.

Until then I just need to get stronger.

Keep it together.

Remember what I am waiting for.

Turn the other cheek,

To those who leave me.

I will get through this..

I will..

Nothing really changes around here. You'll get used to it.

I have no words for the moment.

Nothing to write about, nothing to feel.

Time itself moves as always, but I stand still.

I have no reason to move on. 

Or I don't see the reason atleast..

Back when I was younger, this would freaked me out.

End up crying in the corner for hours.

But back in reality, a long sigh is what would come out.

The world moves on without me.

And I don't see the reason to catch up.

Maybe something is missing, maybe not.

It dosen't really matter anyway.

I won't change the fact that I am more dead than alive.

As said, I don't have a reason.

You get used to depression.

To pain and torment.

To what ever you suffer from.

Start living with the fear on your back,

And that's okay.

I keep on forgetting and I am thankful for it.

Words and thoughts. I was never really more than that.

I don't feel anything.

The world is a lonely place. Even if I realise it or not.

It takes time to see. It takes time to notice.

And I have always been a bit slow at these things.

Ofcourse it would only be a moment before I realise but,

It's hard to accept loneliness.

It's not a choice, and it irritates me.

It annoys me that everyone seems to turn the head and walk away.

Won't listen, won't answer, won't see.

I guess it is only right to blame myself,

I mean, something wrong must I have done.

I am used to hated, I am used to be bullied, I am used to be thrown away.

But I am not used to be left alone.

Where do you turn, when your friends don't see you?

Or where do write, when no one reads?

Ah, I feel lonely.

But I guess I just need to deal with it!

in my own way..

Don't take my kindness for some obsession.

Take your shit and leave if you are not pleased.