Jumat, 07 Desember 2012

disorder minded


The pain of my past
Is piled too high and
Stoning me to death
With its unresolved debris

I cant stop it
Because I cant change it
I cant run away
And I cant cope

So I lay here
In pain
Bleeding all over
My so-called promise

Just waiting
For my past
To kill
My future
no light...even just for my shadow

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