The anger pours out of me, Red,liquid life. Pleasure/pain making my world dissapear. Pools on the floor of whats left of me. Black like the sky, Drowns me with its silky hands AND whisperes with a silent voice It knows its gotten the better of me And that I’ve given myself up Is this release?
Tag: silent voice
The search for answers…………..to little?, to late?
What is it? To have this feeling that there is something………waiting for me to find. Yet how can i find it, when i don’t even know what it is that i seek. I lie awake at night for hours……….straining in the dark to see it in my minds eye.