Quotes About Struggle

I can no longer find any rationale for living. My life is as small as a firefly's. I am always uncomfortable; often I suffer.

Now I feel I was inserted into life exactly not to do that. For I have been robbed of everything that made me social

You were sick, so sick, with your wound of thwarted longing

It's now strange to live in this body. I don't feel at one with it at all.

though suffering rises up and shames me.

I'll never know how to live, will you? That was blood in my eyes, not flames.

I couldn't stop thinking, my thoughts kept attacking my head; I was my angry thoughts, but I also watched them.

But there's a pain in lack of reasons.

I want to know the thing that will justify my time, all the time I've spent doing shit jobs. Stupid work.

Okay, I have to flee the storm again. Or I could stay.

But I like the old themes, temptation, vengeance, hate.

I hate the blues; I hate being worse off than someone else.

I know I sound plaintive. I sound desperate.

I can't love you. Why are you like this? Why did you hate me and make me hate you?

Does she come to them sooner, for all their rage to find her?

What can we do about our world? Why do you all make me struggle?

I can't help but be both of you. I wanted to be able to take a side and will never again.

If I drop both swords and rip off the blindfold, I still can't leave, for I can't leave this world except internally.

I can't remember to be tempted.

I am someone who couldn't find her place

Time exists to be brutal in.

Don't ever speak to me from ecstasy, my life is broken.

Billions hide me before I can arise on my golden wings or something

I'm hungry, I'm sick, I'm wounded.