reaching hands- cirkling down i see it twist to nothing torn from. what it meant, cou from extence...my fingers bleed, but reaching hands are not weak the light the tonce burned so bright, has now.
will you ever know what it is feel for. you? can i express myself - is there any. way to? it moves through and through it. moves through me... look into these eyes.
Stepping ground lost, fallen through the sands of time. The. security once known has been stipped back and exposed. Strong. hands which before expressed support have now faded from my sight..
just when it felt like these walls weren`t so close, and the grip of what held me. tight was close enough for my escape... i fell again, and where were you my.
the shadow is taking over by acceptance...the shadow is taking over.. the movement pulled below. strifled crises are thrown aside but i am. searching for hope once more stagnations end- rebirth, insurgence....
Imperfection seems to have gotten the best of me.. I beat myself down in this frustration.. In unreal aspiration- never allowing progression to begin- sights set so far ahead..
reaching hands- cirkling down i see it twist to nothing torn from. what it meant, cou from extence...my fingers bleed, but reaching hands are not weak the light the tonce burned so bright, has now.
another day gone by with nothing said. another wish wasted. another thought dead. crying to myself am i the only one. trying. within myself but what`s done is done. i once thought i knew a little.