thier is sometimes truth in darkness  when you are forced to wander the lands of darkness you learn to see with out eyes  you bleed your heart and feel its pain   all that keeps you running is that your blood is running   even if its from wounds   willpower keeps us on our roads  its control  its the disgust we build for the world that rejected.
as best way put everything dies   even dreams and hopes  and thats what hurts the most in existence  even more then the fact its all meaningless  even more than the fact we all end up in the same spot (death) no matter the road of blind  of power of greed of pain of the empty   no the worst is when you finally reach that sky thats rejected you so many more times before  when you can finally fly..
YOUR DREAM WILL DIE   and time moves on

ANGIE: are admitting your afraid to feel pain?
DANNY: i am not content with pain  and i am not content with what i see life as   what i think is fact   i claim to see clear  and i think i do  but this doesnt make me happy   no grand truth that makes it all ok   do i fear pain? I accept it it hurts I bleed inside   and I admit it has no point  no matter the pain I avoid or accept I just like every 6 billion now and the people ahead the people behind dead
  so why the fuck do I try if I know their is no point  no grand plan  it don't matter a fuck if I die it don't matter if I make a difference  it don't matter if I do drugs or fuck women with stds or fuck others girlfriends  build a wall and feel nothing or slash my veins in my legs and lay in a hot tub and let the world slash away  SO WHY THE FUCK DONT I QUITE??
I accept pain 
I accept everything I know could be wrong
I accept everything ends in death (even dreams)
I accept fear
I accept time
but what keeps me moving is..
Willpower fueled by broken hopes I accept will die to live dreams that will also die   even if I do reach the sky that's rejected my so many times  even if I do fly   I know it wont last forever...
And that's what hurts the most 
No matter how tight you hold on  I accept everything dies
ANGIE:   I see your point...but mine is that..... Everyone has there own way of fighting pain...Mine is through hope
AS long as I can dream...hope.... I can live I can fight pain
DANNY: glad you have something to hold on to that will tell you everything is all right and will get better
ANGIE: Maybe I am just na�ve or blind or stupid
DANNY: no you're not stupid   I envy you
ANGIE: envy why? Theirs nothing to envy
DANNY: I wish I could have what you have?
ANGIE: as in?
DANNY something to say everything's ok 
fuck the empty...  everyone is dirty         anyways find faith in nothing  you will be free in beign empty  becasue empty is everything
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