And I felt the rage bubble up within me.
A turmoil I would much rather forget than see it rise.
I though we were past this, past the crazy past useless people.
I guess I was the only one who was over that.
Over giving a damn about what people say or think.
Over of allowing just about anyone to enter my life.
Over of letting the darkness consume me.
I guess I was a liar for once.
I let the darkness in. I let the abyss creep up my spine and grab my head with its filthy hands.
They tangle the strings of my mind they devour it like bookworms the pages.
But no I'm not crazy. My only fault is that I'm hopeful.
Hopeful that one day people might actually do as they are given.
Maybe one day they will see that what they though was a constant is nothing but fleeting sand between their toes, and soon they will run out of time.
Soon...
Maybe never.
A turmoil I would much rather forget than see it rise.
I though we were past this, past the crazy past useless people.
I guess I was the only one who was over that.
Over giving a damn about what people say or think.
Over of allowing just about anyone to enter my life.
Over of letting the darkness consume me.
I guess I was a liar for once.
I let the darkness in. I let the abyss creep up my spine and grab my head with its filthy hands.
They tangle the strings of my mind they devour it like bookworms the pages.
But no I'm not crazy. My only fault is that I'm hopeful.
Hopeful that one day people might actually do as they are given.
Maybe one day they will see that what they though was a constant is nothing but fleeting sand between their toes, and soon they will run out of time.
Soon...
Maybe never.