I don't know why I have it , what it is, or why it is. All I know is that it is and always has been a part of me. This something , this wonder,it is like a fire growing inside of me. It draws me to the darkness as if it is my only home. Sometimes I think it is. I have do doubt that I don't belong here. My sole is trapped in this world, this body, this place. It longs to be set free. It must be set free, but how? I am nothing, nothing of interest at least. I am just me. Who would want that? Who would set that free?
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raziel23x
19:56 Jul 05 2010
In darkness it is easy to hide so it seem to me you wish to hide.
kane85
15:13 Jul 06 2010
the nigh calls to u just like it calls to me u are of intrest to me.