Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Stop Breathing For Me, Now.
I was flung awake and into the memory of you. Even though you are deposited a safe distance away from me. A slave to the shackles of your own making, in a prison built of your sins, you still plague me. Every beat of your heart is a knock out blow to me. The day you are placed into the soil is the day I escape your wretched turmoil.