i do not fear my fate
my own certain death i do not hate
the cold hard earth welcomes me with open arms
and my blackened soul can not resist it's charms
however there is one thing the makes me shiver at night
tis the idea of a hopeless plight
a lonely descent into darkness
and a funeral of starkness
i guess this means i value others perception over my own sorrowsome life
to be fair i never said i was a good person, and with poor morals i am rife
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