A Poem Of Mine That Actually Sounds Like A Poem. =D
It seems like the world around you is breaking...
Like the people around you aren't there...
Keep walking, though, it's not too far..
The blood flowing slowly down your neck is nothing..
The infused wooden stake in your tense grip isn't really burning..
It's just a tad warm.
Like the people around you aren't there...
Keep walking, though, it's not too far..
The blood flowing slowly down your neck is nothing..
The infused wooden stake in your tense grip isn't really burning..
It's just a tad warm.
