I am running away from darkness, but still, I cant find the way...
I am falling,
I am falling...
And every wisper of my heart is just another way of becoming a walking dead,
A quiet soldier trying to save his miserable life by being better...
And whats the purpose? Is that what we want? Is that what we need?
I tried to ask...
God...
Friends...
Myself...
But only one persone gave me a clue.
It was the darkness of my own heart!
Ankah.
Post je objavljen 31.08.2006. u 20:27 sati.