Oct 06, 2004 20:57
the fear in his eyes as he pulls the trigger. death in his hands casts a shadowacross his soul. he screams. wasted life. wasted time. wasted hope. the solution is obvious. the sound of shattering glass as he awakes to find life in shards. those eyes, those deep penetrating eyes, they call his name. facing a new day. wasted time. wasted hope. crushing weight. is there nothing left. the solution is obvious.