9 iunie 2012

Nothing else to do...


           The air around me is like a smooth summer breeze, the wind is whispering to me every moment of the night. Every touch, every move is killing my entire body, I feel safe,yet i feel the loneliness around that i'm willing to let go and drop every last piece into the black sea. But this is not happening it's just a dream right now, it's piece of memory burned into flames, or maybe i should continue this dream and leave all the misery behind.. but it's harder then it sounds!






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