I've got this kid inside of me, we're fighting for control in a never ending argument about the choices we make for our body.
He's incredibly destructive and yeah, he's just a kid. He's an unloved and misunderstood kid that throws an electrical tantrum that destroys my mood.
I wish I could get to him, I don't know if we'll ever manage to co-own this body.
It's hard...
Andy.
Showing posts with label destruction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label destruction. Show all posts
May 2, 2010
May 20, 2009
Bottomless
Not safe. Anywhere, he's just not safe.
Looks pretty sane, doesn't he?
Would you like to see what I see?
Let's just pull up his sleeves...
I wonder if his soul is as scarred as his arms are...
His mind is a bottomless hole,
He can't step into it, because...
He'll just fall into darkness,
A never ending cliff diving,
A small step towards complete destruction.
Someone: Are you lost, kid?
Kid: Sort of. I have these two roads and I can't decide which one I should take.
Someone: Where do you want to go?
Kid: I don't know. I'm just tired of this non-stopping storm.
Oliver Moore
Looks pretty sane, doesn't he?
Would you like to see what I see?
Let's just pull up his sleeves...
I wonder if his soul is as scarred as his arms are...
His mind is a bottomless hole,
He can't step into it, because...
He'll just fall into darkness,
A never ending cliff diving,
A small step towards complete destruction.
Someone: Are you lost, kid?
Kid: Sort of. I have these two roads and I can't decide which one I should take.
Someone: Where do you want to go?
Kid: I don't know. I'm just tired of this non-stopping storm.
Oliver Moore
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Darkness,
death,
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