theres always a light at the other end.
the question is how long will the light stay there?
whats happens exactly when you reach it?
will it still be light?
ive grown tired of alot of things lately.
i want to break things.
throw oil on beaches.
say hurtful words.
ive grown tired of some people.
a voice whispers to me.
'it encompasses you, youll get warmer'
breaks my soul of cold thoughts, shackles