Messiness in my mind. Gunshots like voices ringing. The moon seems dark tonight. The moon seems to cry. That the tears drip down, and I see the blood of my heart. Roses, made of thorns, the pain I felt when I see that cross. flowers, painted with pain. the light seems to hide. the sorrow soaring high. my heart hurts as i write this down. i hope to see the beauty behind the madness before i fall down...
so urm, this is gonna stay here only for a while :)