Grief of the Unreal
Many will say grieving someone who died is the worst; others will say grieving someone who is still alive is harder. I say, try grieving
Many will say grieving someone who died is the worst; others will say grieving someone who is still alive is harder. I say, try grieving
It’s easy to judge others, but you see, it’s also not that hard to understand others, to learn about others, and to accept others.
Many might say revenge is bad, but how different is it from dreams? After achieving your dreams, you might feel a sense of despair, emptiness,
You regret the past, you worry about the future, what about the present? Have you not noticed that it is being ruined?
Life begins when you are crying; make sure that when it ends, you will be smiling.
Life is like mountain hiking: there are ups and downs, moments of relief and struggles. But when you finally reach the top, you know it
When you are sad, always remember: it means your heart is still alive; it can still feel emotion. So don’t lose hope; if you can
Many might say they hate their life, they wish to die. But the truth is, no, they don’t wish to die; they wish to have
When life gives you no other choice, think about the most bizarre plan, One that goes against the rules of normality but can still be
Life becomes so much easier when you realize that words are simply words. They can be either sharper than a knife or more realistic than
The sun is setting, a beautiful mix of colors in the sky; it makes me feel safe. The very first star of dusk is small
The sun is closing the day. A beautiful red scene is shown in the sky, high above pure white clouds.
The bracing wind, bustling through slippery leaves, what a peaceful expression.
Lonely moments, the feeling is darker than the rainy sky; emptiness resides within my heart.
Fireworks in the morning sky, no light is in the scene, just dark smoke; I ask myself, why bother?
I am worth as much as the dead. From the heart I’ve bled, For tears I’ve shed, For hatred I’ve heard, for hatred I’ve shared.
The Moon:Oh Stars, do you know how much I love the Sun? The Stars:No, I do not.Please, do tell. The Moon:Every day, we dance a
With you, I feel at home. With you, my heart is free from all regrets. With you, anywhere can be peaceful. With you, my heart
Every second, I feel every second, I count every second, every second of opportunities slipping right through my fingers, every second that could have been
In the past, I used to hate myself, in the present, I forget myself. What will the future hold? Will I perhaps love myself?
My tree was an olive tree. Some saw it as a simple tree; some used its olives, while others viewed it as the right touch
Many might die, many might live, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that deep down in the ocean of tears, your heart is still
Living in other people’s shadows, the truth I ache for you to know: for I am not me, but you. I am here to entertain
If you wouldn’t be here anymore, the sun will still rise; people will still go to work as if nothing ever happened, and the birds
The dying fire. As the fire reaches the end of the candle, it gets smaller, fighting to survive at all costs. But as time flies,
Looking back at the memories can be quite tough, but as Dr. Seuss once said: “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” And
Summer is near. I remember that, as a little boy, I would always reject the watermelon because I simply did not like the seeds in
My life is like the leaves of a tree. They fall once a year, and in the next year, they grow again. But unlike a
White wine, the aroma lets me know that I can lie in bed with no worries in my head; the exotic taste makes me feel
In a dark room, no sight reveals the truth, no grief is seen to shatter your soul; only the echoes of silence are there to
Trust is like the colors of a leaf. You can blow the leaf until it falls; once it falls, it loses its colors. When that
Love is like a rose, beautiful and comforting. But if you’re not careful, it can hurt you; it might even make you bleed.