Slow slowly time evades.
I can't escape the night
Or the feelings raging inside
So I muster through a bottle of wine
While my soul silently cries.
I continue along my way,
Content with the knowledge
That nothing is certain,
Ever ready to pull at my own curtain.
...sm
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 12:50 PM UTC
Slow slowly time evades.
I can't escape the night
Or the feelings raging inside
So I muster through a bottle of wine
While my soul silently cries.
I continue along my way,
Content with the knowledge
That nothing is certain,
Ever ready to pull at my own curtain.
...sm
