Posted by: AnimaPersa
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Sadness)
I don't regret moments in which I suffered I keep upon myself the scars as if they were medals, I know freedom has a high price.
Written on sunday november 13, 2011
I don't regret moments in which I suffered I keep upon myself the scars as if they were medals, I know freedom has a high price.
The sound of the end? A deafening silencs that tortures soul.
Pain...pierces soul and brakes heart.
How can you live if you feel to die inside? How you can die if really you want to live?
Really... even when we feel to die inside... Into deep we dream livin' again.
Loneliness... my eternal partner in trips.
I'd like to come back child, not to know pain causes by life...
And into silence, word is dead... but a voice screams and resounds into the mind... Soul's agony.
We live by love, but... we often die by loneliness.
Agony. Damnation. Pain. Desperation. Is all a slow decline that starts by mind, accrosses heart and flows into face... with tears soaked by blood.