longings of my humanity have long been what i long to have... to long have i sat in this cold place dark ... and alone cry my family is not around there dead to me like im dead to the world... this immortal coil strangling me and poking me in the eye with the realization that i shall never have the things that i pray for stressed why the hell do i pray for things...does god even listen to the blood children? or does he simply ignore us and leave us to our perpetual darkness0 sad my how i miss my bar... my how i miss my guild... my how i miss my children... my how i miss my mortal life...so many eons ago i barely know what it was like... all for a cold world of ultimate power and ultimate solitude... dont cry for the silent one... theres no need to cry for what is dead neutral
silentk73 · Wed May 17, 2006 @ 03:47pm · 1 Comments |