Mar 2015
In the hollow depths of my skull,
As my emptyness rocks side to side,
All I can grasp onto is my despair,
Its so heavy yet its the only thing left to keep me from drifting.
Wave after crimson wave
My anchor
My despair.
As my emptyness rocks side to side,
All I can grasp onto is my despair,
Its so heavy yet its the only thing left to keep me from drifting.
Wave after crimson wave
My anchor
My despair.
Sometimes you want to give up & have no good reason not to. But a voice says no, always no.
