

SurvivalLooking back I’m still not sure what I see… A jumbled mass of insanity… A crazed mass of emotions Of love and hate, joy and pain,Survival
All shrouded heavily by suffering and grief.
Time has passed and I still live, Able to take each step, as I need to. The past still haunts me, as it will for time to come. Despite it all, I continue on. Taking one step at a time unto infinity.
My determination cannot shape all events, But it can keep me stumbling forward instead of falling behind.
This is not a story of redemption, Of walking from deepest darkness in


TrappedTrapped, I'm trapped in this hell I created Weighed down by chains I wove about myself When will I be free? When will I be free?! Trapped by love, trapped by hate the hell with all this structure &nbsTrapped


A Word of ReasonThe fire of hell rises in my soul. Heating it with rage, and pain as I start to lose control. And with three words my soul is tamed.A Word of Reason
A word of reason resides in mind. To help if ever you where to lose control. A word of reason, just in time, Saves you from an unbeatable foe.
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The city- it calls to me; decadent scenes from my memory... Sorrow- eternity; my demons are coming to drown me..
I just came back myself!
i miss you alot ... hope you're well, my friend ...
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we live thinking we will never die.
we die thinking we had never lived.
cut it out.
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we live thinking we will never die.
we die thinking we had never lived.
cut it out.
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we live thinking we will never die.
we die thinking we had never lived.
cut it out.
What do you think?
(please note that I am away this week - so it might be a little while before I get back to you)
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A storm is rising.
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'I think I've reached that point, where giving up and going on are the same dead end to me.'
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A storm is rising.
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