Apr 2014
The bones in my arms are week
my breath unsteady , mind racing
I'm trapped alone dark and cold
the only light is in memory's
memory's of old times
I am trapped
And cannot get out
JNL
my breath unsteady , mind racing
I'm trapped alone dark and cold
the only light is in memory's
memory's of old times
I am trapped
And cannot get out
JNL
