My feet go cold as I stare at the abyss
A sickening feeling in my gut
It's time to return
But am I ready?
Treading on this isolated path
Is there any return from this madness?
As the darkness envelopes me
I feel a sense of security... knowing there lies
something beyond this intermission
called life.
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 9:49 AM UTC
My feet go cold as I stare at the abyss
A sickening feeling in my gut
It's time to return
But am I ready?
Treading on this isolated path
Is there any return from this madness?
As the darkness envelopes me
I feel a sense of security... knowing there lies
something beyond this intermission
called life.
