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by Britt Jul 8, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
In an airplane i sit locked in place and alone the pilot has jumped its just me and the chains that restrain my brain and my body. I try to break free from this plane thats now spinning the chains are winning the war. This place is on fire free-falling and crashing in ashes that used to be me. I let go of this world fall into the gap the hole thats my life when i realize... Im already gone.