I can feel a death rattle like never before, this Halloween.
I feel time slowing down for me.
What is this death inside me? What is this pain and frustration inside of me?
I am more afraid now then I have ever been, as repetitive as that theme is for me.
Get this devil away from me.
Get this anguish out of me.
About Me
- oh, devil.
- i am young, though every sunrise brings another aching muscle, another sore joint. i am wise, though every mistake holds consequences, and every hurt makes room for emptiness. I will one day rise; face myself, and let knowledge run rampant.
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