Free.

February 1, 2014

My body is covered with a never ending darkness that surrounds me.

Taking me over, it's gotten inside me.

Eating me alive and slowly killing me.

I want it gone.

I want my body to finally feel free

I want to feel my body lighten up, destroying this dakness.

I'm surrounded. I just want to be free.

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