Broken
when everything that you dreamed for becomes a nightmare of broken dreams and tattered hearts you try to pave over all the hurt that is there. When the drugs nor the talking help you try to burrow a little deeper into yourself where nothing can hurt you where you are more numb than alive. When we all find out that we are more afraid of the monster that we are than of the monster that we love. I don't know if this makes a damn bit if sense to any one but you know what nothing that I thought I knew is what it seems. I mean this to offend no one, thus I have tried to be very vague. I wish you all the best because now I need to say good-bye.