Catapulting into the depths of the dark,
my mind won't grasp the objective real.
Obliterated,
scared,
new.
Born again is me,
with the knowledge of possibility.
Apr 19, 2010
Apr 19, 2010 at 5:02 PM UTC
Catapulting into the depths of the dark,
my mind won't grasp the objective real.
Obliterated,
scared,
new.
Born again is me,
with the knowledge of possibility.