walking back never works,
though i very much need it to

because what i find still lurks,
it's omething i want but cannot do

to purposefully make the final change,
and force the tower from my back

to at last collect and rearrange,
and pave the mud for a cleaner track

but when i'm there the weight grows heavy,
from the ghosts and phantoms that crawl the tower walls

the sickly waters have broken the levy,
and the demons sream "Welcome" while shoring up the walls

All things were motionless. Not a single leaf was rustled by the slightest wind. Nothing crawled, scurried, ran, or slithered. Not a even a cloud drifted through the dead black sky. My body's warmth and feeling were stolen me by the infinite cold. This moment made me almost completely convinced i was suspended in the very mind of Death himself.Or herself as Pop would say. Darkness was total. There was a ground under me, trees around me, and a sky above me. This i was aware of but only in thought. I understood i was still alive even though all emotional and physical evidence claimed otherwise. I exhaustively clung to the memory of the last glimpse of light to bless my eyes. Even though it seemed like eons ago at sunset i was lying on my stomach with a sword in my hand and could only assume i was still in this position. I was not at that moment because i was in awe of the vast hell around me. I was terrified of what was to come.

lmfao?

put a picture of those on the site

is that swedish?

one?

strong

you weren't talking to me . sorry shoes

do u mean i should change now shoes?

its funny

sadness makes me angry,anger makes me fearful,fear makes me run,running makes me exhausted,exhaustion makes me sad.

ive had way to much pot

thank you for making me feel stupid.joking.i don't know how to navigate these sites.

it says someone wants to meet me on my email but it doesn't say anything on the site.what does "meet me" mean anyway?

thanks

who rates what and how?

me