no channel information, just a small piece i wrote

When you try and try again your efforts eventually weaken as the results never change and though you hoped they would your heart tears and not a thousand swords can resemble the purity of hate that forms. Years of strength all come down to one moment where you finally break and lose control of all your emotions. Maybe it's the fact that you held on for so long or the fact that you believed with your entire soul that what you had will forever be but forever wasn't enough and neither were the promised words and synthetic sounds processed as communication. "Yesterday I lost my closest friend, yesterday I wished that time would end" these words hold true meaning as each day passes yet I hear nothing in return and I am a dying light falling from the blood tainted sky of crimson regret, wishing I had the patience to will myself on, to bring myself to make another move on your behalf but instead sit and "I wonder if my heart will ever mend".

Quotes taken from Lost Prophets - 4am Forever.

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