miércoles 9 de noviembre de 2011

Bleak

This is when I fall as a victim.


When I murder myself.


When I become numb.


When nothing else is there for me.





Eternal days of bleakness, surround me and carry me to the world I belong to. This is not my place anymore, it is too bright for this shadowy being.



When I murder myself.


When I become numb.


When nothing else is there for me.


When things become senseless and feelings disappear, remember, you have to kill me, again.





T. Levett