Saturday, January 17, 2015


I've been running all my life
from what it is I want  most
echoing heartbeats loud in my ears 
because the fear of satisfaction is deep and real
I cling to my second best day dreams
telling myself It's all I want
raw heart and tired eyed I tremble
so afraid to be alone I drown in the empty
I don't know why I always find the need
to live on the edge of some screaming extreme

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