About this user
My mind is filled with darkness
It is as black as my heart
It longs for dept and sanity
my soul is frozen from the pain
of living in as shadow so human it has a name
Same me from the madness
That is my mind
Cut it.
Kill it.
Shove it in my black bag.
I've only ever know betrayal
It has become my friend
I swim in it.
I choke on it.
I'll die with it
I've lost the ability to trust.
In death do finally Live?
Thought of death have taken over my mind.
Who do you turn to?
God? Satan? Man? Object?
They are all the same
Have I fallen in love with my sorrow?
yes
It has become my heartbeat.
"There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery"
Hometown
Hell
Country
United States
Occupation
S.S.D.I.
Companies
Valley of the Lost
Interests
movies and music, dark things that go bang in the night. Gothic Life, vampires, blood.
