tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10440565.post-15902267667818727082007-11-27T14:38:00.000+02:002007-11-27T14:40:21.719+02:00Trying to hold on<span style="font-family:arial;">I am one second away from cracking, breaking, and shattering. I'm faking a smile on my face, and holding a tear in my eye. I just stare at people's faces while they are talking, I hear nothing, I understand nothing, I only see lips moving.<br />A heart that once was so happy, warm and loving, fell helplessly into the clutches of reality, it struggled, objected and apposed, but, alas, reality won.<br />Reality has succeeded in turning the heart into stone, reality succeeded in shattering the dreams, reality succeeded in butchering the soul.<br />Who shall revive this shattered heart in this fucked up society?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://brutalyhonest.blogspot.com/atom.xml?alt=rss</div>Zenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09210963147331619902noreply@blogger.com