Commentary from the coffin. :P
Another couple weeks have passed, and my life gets yet crazier. The kittens are ready to move out, and so am I. When and where will I move? I'm not quite sure, but it will be soon and not far, for I could not leave my home area, but I cannot stand to be were I am any longer. It has served its purpose, yet now it is time to move on. I'm sick of being unorganized, its time to get my life a little more together, if thats possible.
As usual, I've been working my ass off just about every day.. it gets exhausting, but the warm weather helps.
A red rose lies in a coffin of blood.
I reach my hand inside.
Will I find the rose?
Will I cut myself on the thorns?
I'm frustrated sometimes.
Most of the time I'm okay.
Do not fear, for I am not unhappy.
So why is it that I must play music at night when I fall asleep to keep the lonliness at bay?
As usual, I've been working my ass off just about every day.. it gets exhausting, but the warm weather helps.
A red rose lies in a coffin of blood.
I reach my hand inside.
Will I find the rose?
Will I cut myself on the thorns?
I'm frustrated sometimes.
Most of the time I'm okay.
Do not fear, for I am not unhappy.
So why is it that I must play music at night when I fall asleep to keep the lonliness at bay?