Thirsting for life. Starving for death. It makes me wonder If there's life after death.
The clock strikes 12. The silver chimes sing. I close my eyes, shut them tight, Slowly and I begin to think.
Sink or swim. Do or die. Was my entire life Just a lie?
I lie and listen To the bells. I take the blade, Confused as all hell.
Vampyre in the stars · Tue Jun 03, 2008 @ 02:05am · 0 Comments |