Triple Clicks

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Endless tears

Sharp pain impaling through my chest...
Darkness growing, when shall my soul rest?
Impossible to fly high with these broken wings...
The tears and pain those words bring...
The agony my soul feels...
But of what is it to you?
Played around with my heart...
Used me as your toy for your amusement...
The darkness I embrace, take me by your side...
Death be the end of my broken soul...

1 comment:

mř¸ßĽØĜĞΞĐ said...

yeah what is this for u." just another post"...

About Me

Male', Male', Maldives
A typical gothic guy.....