terça-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2016

I've killed my demons, one by one, all by myself, just like you said.
You said that couldn't help me killing them, cause it was my job. And now I agree.
But I just don't know what to do with this pieces of demons inside me. I'm writing to ask help to clean up this mess.
I've tried to spit it, to swallow it, to scream it, to absorb it, to forget it. But this little pieces still here talking to me when I try to sleep.
This demons of sadness and loneliness are broken, but still around.
So I only ask you one simple thing: get into me, then they will not have space and will disappear.

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