15 July 2012
Curled within my shell
Unable to move
The pain coursing through my head
Limbs unmoving
Thoughts coming
Treating me to memories
Of times when things seemed to work
Now it seems that time has gone
And I am left alone
But I will rise again
And it will be time to feast
For when that time comes
You can know one thing
Your all fucked
Resting • Opuss № I