Once a friend told me that real strength is letting the one you love go.For someone who is not you.

She said that i was one of the strongest one she knew. She was wrong.

I cry myself to sleep.I don´t want to live.

I´m letting go of myself,

to the darkness in my mind. I want to run away. From reality and time!

I only feel sorrow no happieness no love.

She said that i was strong.

That is a lie. I am week and a coward. To the very end of time!

- Sanna Orneklint -