In A Dark Room With Mirrors.

I have so many dreams and desires.
But things were dont to me and all i crave is to be healed for what i bring inside.
The guilt.

Im trapped in an obscure room with mirrors , forced to see myself there , trapped in apathy.

Theres not running from the things that live in our mind.

But still theres hope.

Im sure theres a key somewhere hidden in the dark corners of this prision ... i need to find it i know it is here somewhere.

Till then i better stay alone and locked up here the deamons wont go out as long as im here.
NadalAdal NadalAdal
26-30, M
May 22, 2012