December
Sunday 17 August 2008 photo 1/1
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Sunday 17 August 2008 photo 1/1
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Pick me up, been bleeding too long. Right here, right now. I'll stop it some how.I will make it go away, can't be here no more. Seems this is the only way. I will soon be gone, these feelings will be gone. Now I see the times they change, leaving us it seems so strange. I am hoping I can find where to leave my hurt behind. All this shit I seem to take, all alone I seem to break. I have lived the best I can. Shut me off. I am ready, heart stops. I stand alone. Can't be on my own. Am I going to leave this place? What is it I'm running from? Is there nothing more to come? Is it always black in space? Am I going to take it's place? Am I going to leave this race? I guess god's up in this place? What is it that I've become? Is there something more to come?
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