/begin ramble
i've been here many times before..
this day has been years..
i know my flaws and faults..
obvious to all and consume my every thought..
am i a slave to my fears?
the devils and ghosts remind me with the replay..
she is always here..
long gone but closer than ever..
love is an endless masquerade..
it is up to me to kill the false in the quiet depths where my true self resides..
so weak..
but undying..
i wear my mask on the inside..
i cannot hide my weakness..
what is past the door and beyond the hills?
my hatred is my master..
pulling strings til the rain comes again..
cleanse me of all that i am..
i am the last son behind the wall..
and i can hear the wars beyond..
/end ramble
i've been here many times before..
this day has been years..
i know my flaws and faults..
obvious to all and consume my every thought..
am i a slave to my fears?
the devils and ghosts remind me with the replay..
she is always here..
long gone but closer than ever..
love is an endless masquerade..
it is up to me to kill the false in the quiet depths where my true self resides..
so weak..
but undying..
i wear my mask on the inside..
i cannot hide my weakness..
what is past the door and beyond the hills?
my hatred is my master..
pulling strings til the rain comes again..
cleanse me of all that i am..
i am the last son behind the wall..
and i can hear the wars beyond..
/end ramble
aeryn:
Just had time to read your last couple of entries...how is your cousin? I'm sorry...and it does suck that trauma can bring people together more than laughter. Hang in there- it wont rain forever.