Welcome to my ASYLUM, where the white jackets are treasured, and the screams brings you displeasure. |
Writing is the night sky; vast yet never empty and mysterious for what has yet to come... |
We are who we are no matter what anyone tells us. We may change with time but our lives are like the changing weathers of time. Storming with rage at moments yet calm as the sea on a windless day. |
Solemnly souless spirits split souls apart while steadily slumbering with vacant hearts. |
As blood spills from my lips and I take one last breath, I utter those last three words left unwanted and they are...I love you. |
Me saying I love you to anyone is rare...so if I say I love you, then you are one of the rare gems in my heart that I cherish <3 |
Just like the sand on the beach...everything will wash away and nothing will be left... |
I want to love you forever, but you just don't believe me, so why should I rip out my heart only to hear you say I'm telling a complete lie?... |
My home's here now...but will it last for long, until once again I'll be leaving one day? |
You think that things are going to be ok. |