The dark has seen my face more times than I can count.
It saw every side of me, except for the light I possess within.
I keep my light from it; the way a secret sits at the tip of one’s tongue.
I like it here.
Even if dark never sees my light, it consumes me whole just the same.
“You are a product of your environment” Today, I am “those people” Driving to the lot, I listen to the radio to hear the weather(gives me a heads up on whether or not I could avoid carrying one more t
“I’m sorry, you’re sorry, we’re sorry”!! Tip toeing our way through every emotion. “You’re wrong”!..... “No, you’re wrong”! “SHUT UUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPP” Wasting life arguing over wasted life! “Help me get
They love me long time, but it’s only temporary. Like our life line, they can’t wait to bury….BODIES! More bodies, their bodies, my body! Hollow, frail, empty… The count is irrelevant. The evidence of
