My eyes are getting witty
My cheeks are getting red
My ears are getting hotter
My blood is getting thick
Can’t stop biting my lip
It’s just the way I’m,
I’m used to hold it in,
Flame within me
Burning fire in my heart
Darkness always falls without any light going up again
Darker and darker it gets
My angel’s picture is getting fuzzy, fading away
Demons are getting clear they are all around me
It’s just the way I’m, I’m used to hold it in.
But keeping it inside
Shall no longer be main
Thought I’m used to demons now,
Angels are just a lie
some thing I wrote long time ago
Unknown "Sona the dragon" Thirsty
- 16 years, 8 months, 11 days ago