

Insane MusingsThe rain poured outside of my window - her gentle footfalls against the window pane reminded me of when I was younger and I would sit on my grandfather's lap while he told me stories about his past, when he was a boy. The fire would crackle, the flames would dance and lick the hearth with ease. Those were the days where innocence was tangible - where I could go to sleep at night, and the biggest worry I had was whether there was a monster under my bed, waiting to gobble me up with its vicious teeth.Insane Musings
Not whether or not I had become a monster, myself.
A soft sigh escaped between my lips, the sound almost startled me fr


Last DesperationIn the end, it'll all be okay. Floating in emptiness, feeling no pain. Feeling no happiness, or even grief. Nothing but dark, can't feel relief. No thoughts of love ones lost. Not even friends, who lost your trust. Not even he, with love he lacks. Who took the years, you can't get back. Not even her, who doesn't come home. Doesn't bother to call, or answer the phone. Not even them, who aren't there. Who turn their head, and just don't care. Not even them, who see the scars. Scattered aboutLast Desperation
Toxic nation
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