here i stand...
as the first tear slides down my cheek
i can feel the rush coming....
whats wrong with me?
I can feel the emotions boiling to the brim
Their over spilling....
The pain still wont ease..
Black ness takes over thy concious
as the first tear slides down my cheek
i can feel the rush coming....
whats wrong with me?
I can feel the emotions boiling to the brim
Their over spilling....
The pain still wont ease..
Black ness takes over thy concious
