Somethin really cold and desperate, sumthin ugly that grows in here; Disilluminating these rooms, my shadow, woven in fear. This place is slowly killing me... and every day the sun is rising, I wonder why am I? Should have stayed in bed, should have wandered thru the wonders of my mind, eternally... Love gave me wings I tried to fly, I failed, horribly and irrevocably; Pain with capital P, ill memories, was all it left for me. and this state is slowly ruining me... and after all I wasn´t so nice, I wonder if I was me? I´m not sure what You expected, but I´m sure it´s more than I can ever be, honestly... Once satisfied I was afraid to take the one step forward, now I´m hungry and still standing with one foot. You say You´ve changed too but the problem was I haven´t, still there´s three sides to this story: Yours, mine and the Truth... and after us, the darkness.
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