I felt you- The moment I had arrived in the scenery.
Just picture.
Every moment in every angle.
Not a second to spare- and a word to use.
So how come the clock has stopped ticking?
Chasing you in a field of moving emotions,
it goes on and on and on.
Every breath is a crack further into my throat.
I can't run forever.
I can see the lights illuminated by your face- and the rhythm of a forgotten beat.
My hand is so close to taking you in.
Keeping you in a cage of my lost emotions.
I'm sorry,
your just to fast for me.
 Pain-Killer 4 Dead Angels · Sun Mar 08, 2009 @ 05:06am · 0 Comments |
