2014-02-04 02:47 AM
Trapped in metal boxes...
Still living?, yes, in our hearts.
But the mourn of your exit lives supreme...
Once again I'm choking on tears
Reality hits and I'm facing fears...
Her grace had fallen from her days
enchanted by the dawns early ways...
You used to be happy
Now you only know sadness...
Consume me
Darkness...
One month
It's October already...
Oblivion
Consumes my sight...
"Is this seat taken?"
The first words you ever spoke to me...
Night, at the beachfront.
Against the wave, we both dived...
She screams and cries,
she says she wants to die...
I walked the pathway,
of my destiny in a dream...