I wish I was too strong to hide the pain and too brave to don’t give a single fuck about everyone.
But, I’m too scared to go back to the same hell I’ve once been — there was too much solitude out there, on the edge of the earth, it was a perfect place far away from people, and the sun rises and sets there as well, but it was a hellish place for me.
I had no one to talk to and shoulders I could cry on, but when I was there, those things weren’t really necessary — you could be alone there forever, where sadness lasts eternal and pain never fades, it was a hell, a place for the unknown, for people who want to be alone, for people who no longer want to be around with their source of pain.
But trust me, it felt good there.
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