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it seems that now more than ever i cannot find that place the one where my heart was tortured the one with all the rage it seems i've found my castle the one to call my home i've found what i was looking for where i am not alone the dreams in which i lost myself are now looking straight in my eyes i can finally say that i'm able to breathe without it being just another one of those lies i shouldn't look past my shoulder i should not revive the dead i belong in the time where i'm happy a place where i do not dread in his eyes i've become his future in my mind he's began to grow i've found my home... Samanthabook funny faces the corridor of poetry bookshelf stories 'n stuff cast |