That's the word of the day for me.

I don't have it anymore!

There is no faith left in me, not in the world, not in the people, not in myself. Whatever I believed in is just gone.

I believed humanity might would understand someday.

I believed I will be happy one day.

I believed there is someone who truly cares about me aside from my family

I believed I had a best friend.

I believed there was more to life than just ... THIS.

I believed so much more.

But there is nothing left. There is only melancholia, sweet wonderful melancholia. I am lucky to be a goth, otherwise this would be the purest torture, but there is a glimpse of pleasure. What brings me down now is that sad stories are great, but a sad life isn't. Mine definitely is sad until now.

I have hope, on a thin thread, if it doesn't rip today, it will some day. That day, I will die.

Faith, is what I have lost,

the only happiness I have once crossed,

was to see my life,

oh for once not in pieces,

I wish I could still strive,

but the sorrow increases.

What do you fight for,

if there is no reason,

to life no more,

You are just waiting for the door;

a friends treason;

and you will step through.

This is it,

here you will face the end,

a candle will be lit,

while you descend,

towards heaven or hell,

farewell.