icy breath
So many questions, but not wenough answers the icy breath of death walks upon my shoulders.. Danceing its festival dance, with evil within its touch.. pricking my soul , until my body finally dies... Soreing through, pain engulfing making it impossible to carry on... slowly falling into the abis of the black starry skies... slowly fadding, tinier and tinier it goes, until the eyes can no longer see... the pain engulfed it for far to long with all its stress, and anxiety... Takeing its downfall for all to see.. no lessons learned and witnessess learned not a thing... because no one can understand the feeling of a brkoen heart until they finally get stung..