Friday, February 06, 2004

Drops of water dripping down on me
Darkness is all that I can see
While my blood runs cold through my vains
I hear the soft beating of the pouring rains
I try to get up but I'm being pulled down
by the relentless embrace of the cold damn bloody ground
My soul cries out in mournfull despair
No one hears me, no one is there..........

I don't exist in this reality
My life is not a mortality
I hate myself for being like this
Feeling so low with full of shits
I got madder and madder as hate filled my soul
Shadows all grabbed me and wouldn't let go
They pulled me further underground
Snatching, burning and pushing me down.......

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