i wake up from my dreaming,to find myself in the darkness. voices from the past still screaming, ash in my heart and cobwebs on my dress
i look around and realize what i should have known long ago. the voices are nothing but echoes, here in the dark im alone.
and now i remember what id done, before i succumbed to sleep. i lived by the light of a dying star, and had nothing i could keep.
and i remembered what used to be, when i still lived in the light. once i had been so strong, illuminated by a star so bright
 sinclairvarden · Tue Mar 04, 2008 @ 12:32pm · 0 Comments |
