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Endless Road

There were times in my life when I thought I would never find my way. Everything was black, become empty and meaningless. There was no one left standing at my side. I was absolutely alone. This was not a stranger to me, but it still felt like a long, hard winter.

As long as I can think back, it was always like that. I was alone. There was too much laughter and joy in my life. Instead, I remember nights and hours of anguish, pain, blood and Tears.
Everything has a reason. Why you so why you go this way and no other. If you have nothing that is worth fighting for, nothing can hold what one is that life is meaningless.

Man makes mistakes, you can not forgive himself. The coldness and aloofness towards others is often only protection. It will not be hurt again, not again suffering and, above all do not have to think about the past.
are often those that work hard and cold, those who bleed to death internally at their own scars. Deliberately turn away from the bright side, off go their own ways because it is so much lighter and easier than facing feelings. Rather deny and lie as the truth and to see themselves in the face. Many

be fooled by this sham. Thus it remains to be living, then to the self-proclaimed rules.
Sometimes there are some who see through this cold - no matter how much - and feel somewhere deep hidden remnants of something good. Warmth and affection. Confidence and determination. The more it is denied, the more truth behind it.

Never will you hear an open confession, never an honest admission .. but still it is there. Deep down it is awakened by the external, incorrigible, loyal affection of others. No matter how Sturr at his own principles, notes, some will be deterred by the fact before. Appeals against pure, naive, positive, instinctive love and friendship in the end one is powerless. No matter whether you accept it and understand or not, there will come a day where you can not hide this fact.

Somewhere out there, there are each heat and hope. Somewhere out there someone is of the same path. Anyone the right to know. Whether you believe it or not, you will find yourself.

Even if one is lost, it's not goodbye forever.

We'll meet again in paradise ...







By Tsume79