Notes from the underground.
I’m familiar with this part of the sky I watch the stars move, in-fact it’s the earth moving I long stare till I’m occupied with something mundane
By The Madman2 years ago in Poets
Pain! It’s ingrained in my soul Written in my past Visible in my future Pain created hope so that it could never die
Kill me now or let me be dead afterwards Dead will rise again Rise again to die again Who comes to the rescue? Love, the rescuer is dead
I am too fragile,feeling like shit for a while. Pain, oh my pain Never mind, it’s just my middle name Worst was the pain
