Call it what you will...Fear...Regret...Raw emotion. I don't care at all. For the blooming love from a red rose that never fades only unkempt to all I fear. For sorrow is not an excuse for living, or for wishing not to live. It's merely something mistaken for an emotion that people often feel is an emotion. It's sad. People say thier life is filled with sorrow. When really it is filled with regret, pity, violence, and real emotion.

People say that they would throw everything away because they want thier "sorrow" to end. If you truly do have sorrow, it is for loved ones...And not yourself. Because if you have sorrow...You may feel you have nothing. When really you have everything. But you're just too blind to stare it in the face.