January 2010
2 posts
I LET THE DARKNESS TAKE ME OVER
The pain is too great for me to contain as the venom spreads. I tried to rip it out and it resulted in the suicide of my inner being. It does not matter at this point as the damage has already been done. The removal of the anguish and the death of my spirit are one in the same. the searing ache tears through my physical body rendering me useless. my inner beauty quickly faded and the lustrous glow...
EVERYTHING IS BORROWED
If spit like luck, you can only seem, to borrow it, you can’t keep it. When the wind of change whistles into play will I blink or flinch away? The wind of change won’t whistle me away if I spin my tails and sail. And sail away, let yesterday become today.
I came to this world with nothing and i leave with nothing but love everything else is just borrowed.