onsdag 1 juni 2011

now i need ..

....a whispering well in need.. where i could put the word not to be spoken.. where no one could hear them.. they would be just whispers in the well... where no wind could reach them and sweep them away all over the world.. words that shouldnt be heard..


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i just cant...

....fight this anymore....

you hear what i say?

the best part of us slowly dies if no one really believes they exist. what remains is just shadows of memories and the cold ashes of trust and beliefs.

hell isnt a pit full of demons
poking your flesh with a stick
its an endless dinnerparty with
all the people you just cant stand
and really hate.