24 April 2012
It's dark and cold. There are lights, but no light. There is death, but no life. It's an empty existence. It's a longing without end. Home. It's so far.
Oceans used to flow so far and wide. Lonelyness has got me I'd confide. Time is lost. Time is empty. No more truth. No ones out get me.
It's all bright black. There are holes, but no fall. There is pain, and no pleasure. It's like a heart attack. My mind no longer intact. Away. So far away.
Anyway...
Deep • Opuss № I