Dec 31, 2009 15:59
and a tear sled down thy eyes.
a drop for every word,
a glass for every sentence.
hurt by what's happening,
weak for what has been done.
wanting everything to end,
yet, nothing.
closing thy eyes to stop,
nothing has changed.
worse than before,
flashback begin to show.
not done! no meaning! :P
Leave a comment
Comments 1
Reply
Leave a comment