I know all is to know to be respectful, to cope with the whole universe and his inhabitants, but it's my insignificant self who always brings my down, i hate so much being stuck in that shell, where's the savior, who will hopefully throw a hammer at my head, i just need to sleep till the end.
(i don't write this to get anything, i just know this thought is the source of all the pain to be me, that's true and i note my truth on this blog; tonight at this exact moment i just can't bear it anymore, please someone just lock me away, i have to much hate now. )
I was out in the rain this night, i was fool, i was frantic, and i know that writing, like a catharsis, helps to soothe, to remove part of the morbid feelings.
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