I have lived a thousand years, through heart stopping laughter and frustrated tears. I have slept through many a night, through dreams of true love, and nightmares of fright. I'm walking down, this path of stone, this intresting journey ;I'm nowhere--I'm alone. Why is the question,and the answer isn't near; light fades back to darkness, I'm glad you aren't here.
A thousand years
March 27, 2011