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Monday, Nov. 27, 2006 - 12:32 a.m.

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"There are things in this world that make me cry;"

"There are things in my head I dare not touch;"

"There are reasons why I don’t;"

"There are too many questions;"

"There are not enough answers;"

"There are never enough answers;"

"These are just words;"

"They are here for you..."

Newest 5 Entries:

My Suicide... (Updated) - Sunday, Jun. 17, 2007
I'm Sorry... - Sunday, Apr. 22, 2007
I Give Up... - Monday, Nov. 27, 2006
Questioning My Existence... - Monday, Nov. 20, 2006
Sometimes... - Monday, Nov. 13, 2006

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THE BEST OF ME
Artist: Richard Marx
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Man Sitting at Bar photo

So many years gone
Still I remember
How did I ever let my heart believe
In one who never gave enough to me


And so many years gone
With love that was so wrong
I can't forget the way it used to be
And how you've changed the taste of love for me


You were my one more chance
I never thought I'd find
You were the one romance
I've always had in my mind


No one will ever touch me more
And I only hope that in return
I might of saved the best of me for you


And we'll have no ending,
If we can hold on
And I think I've come this far because of you
Could be no other love but ours will do


You were my one more chance
I never thought I'd find
You were the one romance
I've always had in my mind


No one will ever touch me more
I only hope that in return
No matter how much we have to learn

I saved the best of me for you

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I GIVE UP
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Tonight I give up.

Gave up on the one thing that made everything worthwhile.

I have never given up before even in my darkest hours but tonight I lost what mattered the most to me.

And I can’t get it back.

For once I can't rise back up from the ashes of what I once was and who I used to be.

It's over.

No witty quote.

No long drawn out piece of eloquent commentary.

No words to sway, words of hope, words of love.

They failed me when I needed them most.

I failed her and I failed me.

She did what she did to push me away and it has worked.

If she still wanted me in her life she never lifted a finger to stop me walking away.

How hard would it have been for her to say "Please stop, I don't want you to go!"

It seems like our time together were full of her empty words and empty promises.

I suppose she wasn't entirely truthful all along.

I hope she’s happy without me.

I suppose I will never know.

I used to take pride in being able to talk.

My voice failed me when it mattered the most.

Tonight I died.

Tonight I was destroyed.

It happened right in front of her and she felt nothing.

She told me so.

"You won't get the message otherwise, it's for your own good!!"

"You were embarrassing to be with and I was sick of apologising for you."

The words still echo in my ears.

How can a normal sane person deal with hearing those words?

I will no longer be the same person ever again.

She has broken my spirit.

She has disappointed me.

She has made me lose respect for her.

She has broken my faith in her which I thought nothing could do.

I was laid bare in front of her and she relished in the face of my demise.

I used to take pride in the fact that I am more connected to my emotions than most men.

Tonight I wish I didn't have any emotions and that I was just like every other dickhead out there.

I will be from now on.

She has taught me to be selfish and think of myself first like she told me to do.

I will have a heart of stone like hers.

A man can live without a great lot of things in his life -- 'Hope is not one of them'.

Living without the possibility of hope makes a person's life a hollow, shallow, lonely journey.

To destroy another person's hope is the cruellest of actions to do.

To hear someone's heart break without a moment's regret or pause, that is a despicable act of cowardice.

It doesn’t matter anymore.

I don’t matter anymore.

Why the Hell should I try?

I don't blame her though.

And I don't hate her even though she does me.

I don't think I could.

I had everything that I wanted and I couldn't get her to stay.

It was too good to last.

I'm just not good enough.

I know that now.

And it was wrong of me to think that I could be.

I'm resigned to the fact.

I tried the best I could and it wasn't enough.

I’m done… stick a fork in me.

That’s it.

I quit.

Goodbye.

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