Even If

She brought it back to me, when I saw her brake between my hands like a tender glass. The way I have broke many times before. The way that I only know.

She brought it back to me, and I realized, just a moment ago... that this wish hasn't gone anywhere, even though I have promised. But then again... this promise to myself is worth to brake. It is worth to brake, so I could get free from this inner and endless agony, which seems to grow through time.

Even though it is gone from inside of me, now there is this emptiness, this hole. And the screams hasn't gone anywhere. I do. I do feel lighter and better.

Yet, deep inside...

...we all are still suffering.

None of Us Wants To Die

Have been away, yes, I am aware of that. Away from the "real" world, but yet... the bitterness is hanging around like a bad scent.

Things to go through.
Thoughts to pull apart.
To escape.

Even then I know, from deep inside, that escaping solves nothing. But we still continue doing it, because it is so easy. It never asks explanations or forgiveness. It comes, and gets you out of the misery. And yet... misery is something we should go through, because it is the pain that makes us stronger.

But are we worth it at all?.
The pain.

The hell that we create for our selves. Single or having a partner, it really does not matter anything. We still die alone. I have always had belief into this. No matter, how much we are loved until the end. There is still no one left but us, and our own soul, heart, body and mind.

We are not worth it.
None of us is.
To be alone.
To push others away.

It is known as fear.
Fear pushes others away.
Fear blocks us to See.

Fear... is just a disease...

Chris Inperspective - Biffy's Not Here