Samstag, Dezember 20

diversion

diversion
parting of the ways
...
You grew so old.
But now that you´re cold,
I can feel your heart is still warm,
cause it found its calm.
...
In the tunnel of light,
with your friends at your side.
The day of doom
ends up in gloom.
...
The white snow,
and no tomorrow.
The black rain,
I shed teardrops in pain.
...
Elegy,
Elegy,
neverending love,
seems to be the key.
...

think

Sadness flies away on the wings of time.

monkey

el·egy
(el′ə jē)
noun pl. elegies -·gies
1.)
any poem in elegiac verse
2.)
a poem or song of lament and praise for the dead,
as Shelley's “Adonais”
3.)
any poem, song, etc. in a mournfully
contemplative tone Gray's
“Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard”

angel

The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon,
but that we wait so long to begin it.

tolerance

It is better to have loved and lost
than never to have lost at all.

drive

Depression is the worst of all sadness. We are hurt so bad that we stop eating,
sleeping, hanging out with friends
and sometimes even turn to suicide.
Our worst nightmare came true
and we can't find a way out.