Let this misery end.
Let this pain go away.
Let this memory vanish.
Let this become a new start.
Let this new start become history.
Let this history become remember at all times.
Just pull the trigger so then this all can end, and hopefully society would be better off. As on that cue, it tells me to go. Go and fly. Fly and wander. Wander into depths where i cant survive. But yet i still wander because this is what i want, all i want to be is in pain. I want my body to feel the pain as my feelings do. I want my karma to work out already. I want to be able to see the sunshine after a rain storm. But everyday in my books its raining, and not just rain but blood, the blood from my heart. The heart that was never worth it, the heart that'll never see the brightness of light again, again
untill you ........
Thursday, January 31, 2008
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