my note to you (my return address)
So after this long night i realize i have accomplished little to nothing. As friends our surrounding me in red clad; i watch as they all individually self destruct in front of me. Strength never made a point to have any boundaries tonight. With my eyes now black I watch my past haunt others, as we wait in hiding places. The writer is funny in my story since he has an opinion to lose control of illogical stance on life. As if now we all pay for our mistakes. We stand one drop short of the end on tonight.