Roads...

How can it feel, this wrong...

Tonight is one of those nights. Completely into the dark listening some cold music. Waiting to see some light on my road. But I certainly know it doesn't exist. And it never will be. So I should be prepared for this instead of having wrong illusions. There's no need to be waiting. Anything has never existed for me. And I feel some kind of regrets of my past. And I should be living as I've been doing as a new one. But that's just a fake. I'm the same even in another city. I've fought on so many wars. Some things that hurt has dissapeared for now. But I don't know when they will come back. And I know I won't be strong. I just will be the same.

I know there's no love for my to receive, I've been bad, I've been wrong and in the wrong places. Maybe just not to help.

...and now is when I silently cry...because I know nobody hears...

I hate this reflexion times...