To wake in the morning is one of the more disappointing things to live with in life. I can never wake well rested or smiling with the enjoyment of just experiencing an amazing dream. In a world that I fully control I can't find peace or happiness, just more dread of lost love and life. I lay in bed and pray to never wake, just so I don't have to have the feeling of grief when I open my eyes to the world I left only a few hours earlier.

How am I gonna handle life down the road if I'm already crubbling at the starting line? Will I become stronger from this epic war that I'm constantly battling within myself? My dreams feel more realistic then life itself, I have feelings of fear, envy, and power, when in life I mossy around without emotion, no cares anymore because I am tired of pain, suffering, whatever cruel name you wish to bestow upon it. So I sit, and wait for something to wake me up, release me from this prison of solitude, and lead me down the right path because it seems that I can't even help myself. It's slowly driving me insane (at least I am feeling, Right?), and I'm almost positive that I, myself, as a human being, can not be the only one who feels the same way. The thing that I don't understand is why doesn't anybody every talk about it? It can't be all that difficult, I am sharing now with however many people decide to read my horribly boring articles on life. Just would be easier to know that people are going through the same thing and can share what they did to "survive" this little game. That's the catch though, the little things that don't come your way to help you out, just have to fight through it i guess and hopefully make it out the other side. I have the feeling that I am ranting but who cares, isn't that what this is about? SAY IT ALOUD! Love this crazy awesome website that my beloved friend introduced me to. At this very moment I should be resting so I can be well rested for my day tomorrow but I just can't bring myself to sleep, just the thought of having to crawl out of bed to do the same thing once more is sickening, puts a massive knot right in my gut. There is no satisfaction from this life I'm leading, going in no general direction except down. Thats all I have for you tonight so I leave you with this, "some emotions don't make a lot of noise. It's hard to hear pride. Caring is real faint - like a heartbeat. And pure love - why, some days it's so quiet, you don't even know it's there.”

Seth Jones