Somethings missing.
It died a long time ago.
The soul has been lost, eager to find it’s way back to love.
To only find love doesn’t exist.
Hate has taken over, and left not a human being.
But a soul who lost it’s way, not being able to find the right path.
Dying seems to take everything away. So why not just let is rest?
Very soon.
Very, soon.

I thought a life was supposed to be based on love, and hope.
I thought families are your place to turn to.
Until, I realized. Your nothing to but mistakes to them.
Sometimes I wonder if I was meant for something in this world.
But it seems now, I’m second guessing it.
The only thing keeping me going is a very. very good friend.
A best friend, I can say.
Someone There for me all the time.
Who gives me Hope.
Who gives me love.
Makes me smile.
Have good dreams.
Who helps me realize I’m worth something.
Your my best friend.
Thank you.
When you feel it’s meant for you. Smile. You saved my life.
Even if you don’t know how.
Or don’t think it makes any sense.
It doesn’t have to for you.
Keep giving joy in this world, and I’ll be right there beside you.
My life has a meaning. To show the love, and courage, and wisdom I never was shown.
Your incredible.
You truly Are.

It seems as if the light shines no more. The brighter it shines, the duller it really gets. Until one day it get’s so dull, the light gives out. Hope for that light has been shot out. Till it feels like there’s no turning anywhere but the direction it has been given. Choices in this matter don’t arise anymore. Not in the makings of the light in which it has been givin. One day. That light will burn out and never come back again. If I must say. That time is very, very soon.