Sunday, July 24, 2005
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Inside my shell I wait and bleed (Kvelding)
This dream of happiness
keeps haunting me like a nightmare
It is all I can think about
Everything else fades to grey
The more joyful events that occur
the more does my grief increase
I wait...
For the first time perhaps not entierly in vain
To act would be better
but perhaps I might succeed...
keeps haunting me like a nightmare
It is all I can think about
Everything else fades to grey
The more joyful events that occur
the more does my grief increase
I wait...
For the first time perhaps not entierly in vain
To act would be better
but perhaps I might succeed...