Boredom....
Run, my fast gentle maiden
Your hope is yet pure.
Your path is still laden,
With great tortures that lure.
Lover, of thine heart
Please be my world
Because my sweet,
It may be too late.
Run, my fast gentle maiden
Your hope is yet pure.
Your path is still laden,
With great tortures that lure.
Lover, of thine heart
Please be my world
Because my sweet,
It may be too late.
Fair warning, I’m gonna be crying randomly throughout the day. Tomorrow is my neighbors funeral and she was like family. :(
If only You come see me yesterday
Who I used to be before I changed
You’d see a broken heart
You’d see the battle scars
Funny how words can’t explain
How good it finally feels to break the chains
I’m not what I have done
I’m what I’ve overcome
-FireFlight-