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Saturday, September 17, 2005


Museng
Who am I in truth? someone you see on the street a worthless pice of shit? I dont know anymore these memories wich comeback agian consume me driving out the sanity I used to have. There is no light in where I am the cold dark recess of my mind. memories of death of pain suffering am really here. Or am I there in that place of death. People say you are who you choose they can shove that up thier asses. Do I chooser to be trapped to face the pain of the past no. Am I suppose to control the deaths am I suppose to change to suit your needs. I cant break free of the chains that clutch at my soul forcing me to relive the pain everyday. They look down and belive that your ok yousmile and tell them its okay while in truth you watch from the sidelines. Detached from your body in this obsorption wrap. The true question is:Is this reality or a dream?
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