Learning to breathe

City lights that shine bright outside. The smell of nicotine in the cold breeze. My dark room that is filled with questions. Questions from within,that I myself couldn't answer.

And as My chemical romance's Cancer, keeps on playing on the audio. I can't help myself but cry.

There are still times, I can remember my younger sister and honestly, she is one of the very few things that keeps me going on with life. She became my motivation to pursue my goals not just for myself but for my family.

I'm tired of crying, I can hide this emotions but deep inside I'm dying, I'm longing, I'm yearning.

I miss everything

-Anton