lunes, 16 de febrero de 2009

Dust begins to fall, to the ground the air is cold and thinthoughts are haunting me as i look around this will never end and i'll bleed forever Don't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrongthis spot in hell's where i belongi've come so far - it's been so longdon't know why it started or where it came from Outside shell is strong - confidentbut slowly eats away like a man plagued with disease, i try to fightthrough my pores it seems to seep...i'll bleed forever And you sit there and do nothingyou're content with doing nothing There's nowhere to run and hide when you're living to diestuck alone inside your head,better off deadthe phone would ring in the empty house,no one's around.But in my life, i wanted more, i needed morei taste more

John Simon Ritchie ♥