xxacid

Tick tock It's another sleepness night dying, crying, sighing as the world spins on. Depressing music, ancient memory Tick tock the hours rolls by regret, forget, fret over the past long gone box with an Angel, photo of a kiss Tick tock the sun is coming up bleed, need, concede broken in the wake of dawn a terrible thirst, an empty glass No rest for the Damned, only endless guilt. It's a ghost I can't give up it's not the way I'm built. I can't handle this alone without you I wilt Open eyes, closed heart, bleed until I waste away. how could I ever say, that I want to go back to start. I miss you....I love you Will