I'm trapped in a dark, cold life. So lonely and empty i feel all the time. I feel like i've been stabbed by a knife. I'm lifeless and scared, it's not to bad but i hate the chime. Somewhere the clock chimes my happiness away. The more it chimes the more it hurts. They say they care, but do they? Lately i'm not sure but i've been on alert. So that way no one gets close. So that way no gets close. So that way i won't lose them like i lost everyone else. To make it worse, my world snows. For me these small crystals bring depression and nothing else. Part of me wishes it'll end soon. That way i'd be at peace, finally calm, like the moon.
January 7, 2011