17 September 2012
Looking up in the sky
At stairs leading way up high
At the top an open door awaits
I believe this is all fate
Climbing up, on my right are my dreams
Looking up at the blinding light beams
I turn left and see my childhood
Look at me hit my brother with a piece of wood!
As I struggle climbing up these stairs
I believe all this I cannot bare
I finally reach the open door
And realize that I am no more!
Open Door • Opuss № I