I wake up, again.I go through my morning charade...always the same, but i can't understand why this deep abiss of nothingness has chosen me as prisoner, forever damned to repeat my days in hell...Again and again, i'm held here everyday.Waking up to the same thing, a dark hole i call my life...I wonder if hell would be greater pain than this. Though probably not...Suicide sounds the same of what i'm going through, do you think that would help? I want to belive the repeation of life but how is that possible?....
slipknot_gurl_8 · Sat Feb 07, 2009 @ 03:45pm · 0 Comments |