all the david we reach is dead
embrace your insanity, you are not what you want to be nor what others think you are. stareing into a white light, looking for a soul, finding heart ache; its all the same to me... I walk down a lonely road called humanity, its long straigt with no signs to help then a sudden turn and cliff. If your not careful you fall into the valley of the deranged and helpless, thats where i live now. I live only for the amusment of my own subconscience thought of violence and mental anquish. I feel like ive been here longer than i actually have, sort of like i belong. i put words together to give them meaning so that you might understand me and who i am and what i may become. i may become a crazy person sitting in a room without a means to hurt others or myself, or i could end up haveing a few skeletons in my closet. Who knows, i may over come it and just be another poor pathetic blind sap who just ends up dieing without ever really accomplishing anything... but why would i want to do that...