by argueing with the rain Apr 18, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Lay down with the insane mind. Enter the universe of madness. Experience my reality, my broken sanity of life. I have fallen for darkness. Join my dance of the dammed. I want so much but I achieve so little. A trophy boy of suburbia. I hold the knife that killed the dream. Blood stained promises of forgotten beliefs. Embrace the pain, hold tight to all we know. The only thing left to the children of men. The rivers of tears have run dry. The clowns have ended their rein. The result of our neglected love. Self medicate, self destroy, the gospel of a generation. Killing ourselves slowly for the progress of humanity |