8 acessos
we hope and hope and hope. and start giving memories.
leaving behind the days we spend in isolation. it's our
choice to live or to die. we move on. you are this light.
you always will be. burning down. burn. burning down.
i've lost my ground. melted from inside. a rotten field
that's left. a black space inside of me. it has all gone.
the sense of delight. replaced by black bitterness. a dark
appetite. the pure instinct to exist. my only motivation
to carry on. love me, hurt me, burn me down again. could
you please release me from this pain. growing and see your
mistakes. what do i expect? i need to get along. find a way.
let go. forget. and don't look back