You could leave But you can't go I can still feel you in my soul And for you to carry this away I guess you'll have to stay Or you'll end up alone Please know I can still smell you in my clothes
The winds blow. However strong they might, they will only sway me to sleep, for I am firmly rooted. The winds shove. However strong they might, they will only sway me to sleep, for I am firmly rooted.
with sadness you feel as though something will help you get past the emotion. You feel like you need to purge your mind of this feeling
with depression you know nothing can pull from its invasive magnetism. nothing will ever save your mind as it eats itself away. with depression *you feel nothing
Madness isn't obtained overnight, It creeps into your mind as you slip into insanity Truly, everyone is psychotic. its the reasoning for their mentality that makes them so but when your mind is exposed to the horrors of reality, you lose reasoning for being "psychotic" thoughts fade away and sanity soon follows. a human body, filled with blood and flesh has never appeared so hollow. what is impossible to see is that taking place of your thoughts and sanity is **madness