Silence, oblivious silence...but then noises...voices...echoes...from the past...present and the future...I cannot think...I cannot concentrate...there is a rush...no time...Seems like this is the end of it all...the end of time...
Nothing can be more terrifying...more threatening than things inside that can come out...and manifest into events...into beings of impractical might...an uncontrollable force...that gathers merriment and devours it...
I cannot fight them...for they are me...they came from within me...but now they threaten my very existence...Is there a way ? Is there some way ?
1 comment:
your experiences form you, but you decide what they form - heaven or hell.
take it easy..
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