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As I sit and ponder all the things that life presents me, I wonder WHY those things are there.
No matter how good or bad, the different situations I find myself in always seem to shake me up.
How many times can a person's soul be tested?
It seems as if everyone and everything on this Earth was meant to crush the human spirit.
It's not just the human spirit that gets broken bit by bit, but every living thing is affected.
For example: We take a small puppy or kitten and raise it to bend to our wills.
We kill its natural instincts just because they are things we cannot accept in "our" world.

WHY is it that no matter what we have, it is never good enough?
We always want more.
It's so sad that the "gifts" each of us have are never appreciated.
Nothing is ever given the love or respect it deserves.

Who am I to judge?
I am no-one in a sea of no-ones.
We all have one thing on our minds-WHY?
It's such a universal question.
It's probably used more times per day than there are people to ask it.

Life has provided us with many questions, but no answers.
There is nothing a person can do to change anything.
Sometimes I wonder if that's the reason WHY things become so messed up.
Too many try to change things and only make them worse.
WHY can't we just embrace things as they are handed to us instead of trying to analyze every little aspect of them?

The world has gone insane and it is taking everything on it with it.
My head hurts and my heart cries tears of blood every day.
Yes, it is a morbid thought, but we live in a morbid world.
The death that surrounds us is ever searching for its next victim.

I write my inner-most thoughts and feelings because it makes them more real and thought-provoking to others.
There are so many things inside me that I have only scratched the surface.
Things that would cause others to mark me as "mad" or "insane".
But what is sanity?
Can there be anyone or anything out there that can be considered truly sane?

When I was small, the world was just my playground.
I pretended that I lived in a perfect place where all dreams came true and there was no such thing as monsters.
Now I am grown with a child of my own.
I tell him the same lies that my parents told me, and I am sure, that their parents told them.
I see such hope in his eyes and wonder if I ever had that look.

The innocence of a child is a most precious thing.
They are so brutally honest in all they say.
They see the world as it is with open eyes and hearts.
And we, as their parents, hear that same unanswerable question-WHY?
They all want to have the answers, but sometimes there are none to give.
What gives anyone the right to answer the unanswerable just because they "think" they are sure of the answer?
Some things are better off being left alone.

I'm not trying to preach or be judgemental.
I have no right to for I am not perfect and have made my share of mistakes.
We all have.

I sit and wonder if there are others that feel as I do.
Is there anyone out there that feels the pain of all the hurting lies?
The pain of being "different."
I know it doesn't make a lot of sense to ask it because I know they are out there.
They fear, like me, to voice their opinions and let themselves be heard.

If the world came to a screeching halt this very minute, the silence would be deafening.
Just to hear your own voice in that kind of silence can be comforting, yet, also maddening.
To be that alone and empty is just unthinkable.
But, there are ones out there that live with it every single day of their lives.

Again, I come back to that one word-WHY.
This is the one word in any language that can go on for infinity.
Because, even after you attempt an answer, someone always wants to know WHY that is.

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I can't ever find a single flaw.

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In your light I will ever bask.

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For one like you there is no scale.

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In my eyes you can do no wrong.

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Your will is beyond any to compare.

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I've learned how much one can share.

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He was once a mortal, just as she,
but fate had changed his destiny.
A vampire made him one of the udead,
giving him a hunger that had to be fed.

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The saw them as too strong, a threat to all.
With massive bodies and standing so tall.
Razor sharp claws,
and powerful jaws.
Their beautiful dynasty was starting to fall.