I think I have a problem,
You see there is just one,
One way to escape the Sodom,
But it cannot be done.
As I will fall into a trap,
A trap into darkness.
But I’m at that point; I might snap,
Snap back into the sadness.
I just drink away the sorrows,
And smoke away the pain.
I’m stuck in the shadows,
With nothing to gain.
You see I’m back in my old ways,
And now I’m in the middle of a maze.
- Author: SadisticSatanist ( Offline)
- Published: December 3rd, 2015 09:27
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 29
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