*black widow*(Battle lost and won...and lost again...)
neverending battle. i wept, i smile....and now? weeping yet again...
touched by the slightest words...affected by the slightest act...
what is to become of the light within you which is fast turning dim? who is to know what will become of you tomorrow..or the day after tomorrow? could get better or possibly worse
for reasons unknown, melancholy got the better of you.
as you walk through the path of finding the root of this feeling you call yours, you realise the painful truth you hav been keeping inside. not the answer you were looking for but you found them nevertheless.
well, who said finding the answer is easy anyway. like finding a needle in between bushes of thorn. you got to go through more pain to find the REAL cause of the immense pain.