Triple Clicks

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Whispers of a dead soul


Once again upon this cold black night...

Two choices be, surrender or fight...

Try as I may with all my energy...

I did fight as much as I can, forsaken I be...

I remain within my empty shell, all alone...

Tainted all lonely and forlorn...

Eternity of this suffering I face...

Such a lot of pain be my fate...

Shall never forget the times that we had...

Yet where are the dreams that you stuck in me?

About Me

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