She ran through the brushes of the forest.

She wasn't sure what she was running from;

Life, love, school, family.

She wasn't sure where she was running.

She just knew that she needed to get away.

Someplace;

Warm, safe, comfortable, loving.

She no longer wanted to feel pain anymore.

She wanted it all to vanish;

Make things simple.

Everything that she thought of made her want to cry, and even as she was running through the thick brushes of the dense woods, she realized that nothing was going to keep them. All the will in her body was never going to keep back the surface tears that she had.

She was stumbling over the branches on the ground, she was stumbling over the darkness. She was heading in a direction that was unclear to anyone, and certainly not to her. She wanted to find some sort of relief, maybe something to make the pain go away..

It's snowing outside.

I thing that there

Should be some sort of hold.

That this world that we live in

Has to become something more.

I believe that together

Something good can come of this

People need to come together

Or make peace.

Earth is out home,

The only one that we have.

Reverse all the doing now..

You're gonna help, aren't you?

?

When I don't write for a while

I have a lot to write about

and thats why you see so much words

so many sentences

and so much random thoughts

all piled together

to create something

that might be a little bit more entertaining,

but probably not.

I cried last night

I cried for all the things that have gone wrong

and all the things that have gone right.

I cried for all the things that are going to happen,

and all the things that will never happen.

I cried for all the joy that I have in my life

and all the wrong that others have.

Last night, i cried for the first time in months.

I cried and it felt good.

I cried last night holding onto your picture

I cried last night, looking into your eyes

I cried last night, while on the phone with you

I cried last night, realizing how perfect my future will be

I cried last night, realizing how perfect you are.

I cried last night, realizing how perfect we are.

I cried, and you made me stop.

I cried, even though.

I cried last night, becoming excited for the tomorrows.

So, now what?

There is more than a lot happening. There are some things that need to be said, and there are some things that should be kept to ones self, and I guess that I don't know the difference between the two. I say to much at the times when I should just be quiet, and I say to little when I should let everything out. There are times when I should feel safe but even the covers on my bed can't make me feel like the monsters aren't there.

But there is one place that I do feel safe, and it's in his eyes.