Should I wait?
What does the spot light of a timeless glisten mean to a wondering soul?
In what ways can the myth of humans recreate the desired being of lost wondering through the trees?
Can I be there when you come to the grave?
Where does the line wonder throughout the dim roofless patterns that expose the truth?
Into the abyss I crawl with tired cracked lips spewing ***** disillusionment.
Created just some time ago, I fall. I fall into the dark corners of myself. So selfish yet so hopeful. Where are the strings to pull to bring me back?
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 8:16 AM UTC
Should I wait?
What does the spot light of a timeless glisten mean to a wondering soul?
In what ways can the myth of humans recreate the desired being of lost wondering through the trees?
Can I be there when you come to the grave?
Where does the line wonder throughout the dim roofless patterns that expose the truth?
Into the abyss I crawl with tired cracked lips spewing ***** disillusionment.
Created just some time ago, I fall. I fall into the dark corners of myself. So selfish yet so hopeful. Where are the strings to pull to bring me back?