Posted by: dharih on: December 8, 2009
When the hole is too deep, too dark, too quiet.
When the output is far away, cloudy, untouchable.
When each step sinks deeper than the last.
When there are more forces.
When the lucidity is equal the possibilities, there isn’t.
When the hole is narrowing, closing, smothering, I can’t breathe
Can’t breathe, can’t …
January 29, 2010 at 2:24 pm
gostei. é música ou algo assim? *-*