Grappling with what is left of my weak crumbled soul essence I make a final slow and painful ascension to the top of the known universe ....
My heart pounds and metallic taste is creeping over my tounge as fiery fluid fills my lungs - oh Gods fathers entities forgive my misdemeanour help me back to the bottomless filth pit where I have nothing left to face because I am a nobody but I am at the mercy of what is was and ever shall be even when the last speck of dust has withered to ether
Lauzkitten94 Lauzkitten94
22-25, F
Sep 2, 2014