dreams

 its funny how one memory can make you cry, one house can create such a home. 
i never understood the reason why, i never got rid of feeling so alone. 
i woke up crying about past memories today, i look at where i am and i see sadness
in everyones eyes from what we have lost. we all pick up the pieces of our broken worlds and try to make sense out of them, most of us only succeed to cry about pain in the midst...