9 May 2012
The silent killer of joy; Hidden at first, Slowly slips out From behind.
Twists memories Into nightmares, Achievements Into failures.
Slits the bottom of Your cup of desire; Never satisfied, Never will be.
Pools around your feet, Sneakily, Subtly, Until suddenly you're drowning...
Drowning in Regret.
Drowning • Opuss № I