I am from sorrow,
from depression and emptiness.
I am from the home where lies won't see daylight.
I am from the evening sky that dies down , the deciduous trees that begin to die during autumn.
I am from the hugs and kisses that got left behind, from the workaholic dad and stressed mother and a brother who I never met.

I am from the lost family and lost dreams.
From I'm here for you and Don't give up.

I am from a catholic background. Yet I believe religion is destructive.
I'm from coffee and nightmares that keep me up at night.
From the day he left me torn in pieces, the time she lost my trust, and the love that's lost in me.

I am from the lost photo album where smiles and laughters will forever be held.