My journal is now completely dedicated to my writting due to my lack there-of. I spent two years in college to achieve a Bachelors in Language Art's, to drop out and play the music i love so dearly. however!! As of now, there is A new step into my dire need and desire to write my emotions on my sleeve, I so chose to do that here, as this is where i spend my off-time from work/play (i consider it to be the same thing in my situation). so without further adue, please enjoy "-----".
To this night, I have not a fright, for in it's Depth's i will forever rest.
The mood is cold, As brisk as the fresh snowfall on the ground just beyond my window.
I stand upon the balcony, arm's at full length to grip the guardrail, Inside my mind wondering the location of my sanity, non-chalauntly. My ideal's at a break, My heart at stake.. I regretfully stand here, to push out of a life i wish not to partake.
Looking beyond the white hill's just beyond the horizon, I give half a breath and think 'Let go, Or live thy life of woe?'
Her voice, standing in my head, like I upon this flat, eighty feet from a sure enough Splat. Does she know? Would she speak?
I glance around beneath to the ground, flaunting the head i still have, before it makes a thud below, so terribly sound.