*EEB - Struggling (04-08-2009)

Dreams are the vacant delusions in which I try to escape the harsh ugliness of life. I find no solice there any longer. They are painful reminders of all that is missing. Hopes are nothing more than sadistic tormentors that disappear like deceptively bright clouds ripped to shreds by the cruel winds of reality when I get too near. Don’t tell me it could probably be worse, I’m learning to expect it soon will be.