Quotes About Struggle

They left you like you knew they would. They went away and you fell like a stone. All the way to the bottom of your room. I see you, yes I see you. Sitting in your chair, hating every minute of it. Falling like a stone without even moving. It hurt you to know that you were right about all the shit you wanted to be wrong about. They always leave you. You put yourself in the right place to get left.

I think to myself and at the same time, I know these thoughts can't be the ones I really want to think. That there must be something better to have on my mind than what fills it and refuses to stop occupying all the room.

Life has no instruction manual. Parts and labor can be impossible to find. Many go down the road with parts that are in great need of service. A breakdown is eventual.

How lame it is for me to sit in some cushy living room watching Apocalypse Now, on videocassette no less. You think you have pain? That guy went up the river to kill a guy. I'm sitting in a suburban living room on a plush carpet with Search and Destroy tattooed on my back and I'm watching the real thing, it makes touring seem rather easy in comparison. I

I have come to the idea of rising below and letting the circle run its course. I will no longer fight the wheel inside me. Now I understand the strength of succumbing to the storm, joining the maelstrom, finding power in its turmoil.

I am a broken man Washed ashore in humanity's Low tide Dislocated I feel no kinship with humans I do my best To forget myself

It is you who are the basket cases. For every moment you hated your job, cursed your wife and sold yourself to a dream that you didn't even conceive. For the times your soul screamed yes and you said no. For all of that. Your self torture.

Don't touch me I'll feel too good I'll fall apart The only thing holding me together is my pain

There are nights where I cannot sleep They happen all the time In these periods, I don't want to exist Wouldn't it be nice to be no one right now? When I'm lying there, I always think of two things Sex and suicide Wouldn't it be nice to be no one right now? Sometimes I lie there and hope that I'll die right then

Sometime later near dawn I fall asleep I get up and go out there Go through the motions Trying to look like someone Who's alive Inside I'm screaming all the time Every day dealing with the many shades of horror There's nothing anyone can say to me Nothing anyone can do

One morning, he woke up and all he could think of was that he had been destroyed by his parents and it was too late to change. They had taken him like a con man takes a drunk sailor. He had believed too much. It was the grind that finally got to him.

You hide your fear and call it something else You're addicted to all the things that make you weak

My heart is making a dull, drumming sound and I'm thinking that my life is a waiting game and I'm sinkin' all the while.

America is seething at all times. It's like a Gaza Strip that's three thousand miles long.

Yesterday wants to pull me in, pull me down and starve me.

Life is death in slow motion.

All his life he believed everything his father told him. Now he's in his mid-thirties and he's his own man. He hates his father's guts but no longer fears him. He never said NO to the fucker even he was humiliating him in front of his friends. Now he works extra hard to raise his self-respect. It has taken him years to find out who he is. Years spent trying to wash the father blood from his body. He's earned his life.

Ich halte deinen Kopf wie Hamlet Yorick's gehalten hat, aber du bist auf deinen Knien, mit einer Knarre im Mund.

I'll never forget how the depression and loneliness felt good and bad at the same time. Still does.

Life will not break your heart. It'll crush it.

Half of life is fucking up, the other half is dealing with it.

One has to kill a few of one's natural selves to let the rest grow — a very painful slaughter of innocents.

The poets wrestle with the angel of sorrow till he leaves a blessing upon them.

Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary.