I am free from what was, I am no more. I stopped bleeding, drowning. I have escaped at last. Though I follow, No one knows I'm here. No one believes in us. We wander where we once tread, Mourning what could have been, And what never will be. Remembering the past. Celebrating the happy times. Welcome to the afterlife, Where nothing matters anymore. No one to tell you you screwed up. No one laughing at your dreams. All is peaceful. No more blood. No more pain. Only emptiness.
disenchanted_blood · Sun Mar 30, 2008 @ 08:57pm · 0 Comments |