What is the meaning of this stupid life, what is the sense, what’s the point of going around dragging your feet along, feeling hurt feeling down, sad and alone, selling your self short all the time, looking for something that you’ll never going to find,
Happiness, what is happiness? Dos it even exist? Can we ever retch it? Or is happiness the search of it self, Think I heard some one say that some time, Never being able to retch it, is it only the feeling you get by trying, is that the best it ever gets? is that the happiness we seek, the meaning of it all?

Some times I wonder, is it worth it? This shity feeling I have inside right now makes me wonder. All remember being a child, life was so wonderful and kind, no worry’s no troubles feeling loved, feeling happy all the time, but some where along the way life turned it’s back to you, and life went the other way around, Digging yourself deeper and deeper down, where am I Suppose to go? Where’s that light they say your Suppose to see? All I see around me is 10 fucking million pounds of dirt black as ash filling my filthy lungs killing me slowly from the inside making me want to run and scream, laying down die crying all at the same fucking time!

Even doe all this shit circles around inside of me, all know that all fined that happiness we speak of some day some how whit some one, maybe not to day maybe not tomorrow but some day, some day all be happy, feels far far away right now, but you and me we will be there both on the top, feeling loved without worry’s and troubles, smiling feeling happy! Maybe not together but all hope all always will be able to get a glimpse of your shimmering eyes from where all be standing…

And until that day comes all always be here for you whit out any obligations, whit all the love and care I posses, whit a shoulder for you to cry on when you feel sad, or maybe to put a smile on that pretty face of yours when your feeling down… I don’t know how to describe what I feel for you, but the closest I come is that I Like you allot and every thing about you, your lips, eyes, nose, all the funny faces you make, the way you laugh, the person you are …

Since I don’t believe in smother some one whit feelings especially if you don’t get any in return your probably not going to read this…

Still like you a lot, but I am feeling the end of my fairytale is near…


I pray all don’t slip and fall…