23 July 2012
The screams of my past failures Resound inside my head Calling for attention Begging for my help
To bring them forth to present To bring them back today They scream, they sing, they whisper They assure I'll be okay
I'm scared to let them lose, but also Scared to leave them be They're all I've ever had and known They're all that make me me
Friends Or Foes Of Old • Opuss № I