Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole

I always think that I have problems I will never be able to see through. 

But then something happens, something happens, and I can not believe that I had been so naive. 

I am so sick of people I love, GOOD people, having horrible things happen to them.

I just found out that my good friends father died, she found him.

Speechless.

I think that I am slowly beginning to realize that it is truly amazing how much suffering and pain a human being can endure.

Just when you think you can not handle any more and you might break, you keep going.

You keep going because you HAVE TO.

Life does not stop. It goes on. No matter what.

I think that the strength inside a person is amazing,and terrifying. 

And no matter how bad things may be for you, there may be some one standing next to you, even if they are a complete stranger, going through something you can not even imagine. Unspeakable pain and tragedy.

Driving to work, cigarette smoke through my fire red painted lips. I cry. I cry for those who I can not help, and for those who need to be cried for.

I cry for death, I cry for resilience. I cry for people. And I cry for others. Not for myself, but for others. 

I found that out about myself, i very rarely cry for me, I cry for others. 

I guess it's easier to feel for others than for myself.

RIP