the pain that comes with enlightenment
its futile to hope to dream they always crash down causing more pain then was there before if threes anything I have found out true friends stab you in the front but fate will stab you in the back when your not looking and you look about and say if I did this or that maybe it would have been different but that's the illusion there was no chouse no second option just the one the leave you looking back at the wreckage of you life hope is just something that will let you down … how many things have I hoped for wished for that never came to pass its all futile and in the end my heart will brake like glass