Blurr

• Artist: Shadowashes
• Description: This is kinda like the feeling you get when you do something horribly wrong. It's a traitors poem, the thing that rushes threw their mind when they realize what they've done.
• Date: 07/01/2009
• Tags: blurr traitor depression evil nieve

Before my eyes the images change
Everything is wrong
Not one sound flows to my brain
There is no bird song
Now everything speeds up
And I enter this wild burst
My soul is no longer pure
I've entered the devils curse

burning_eyes

Comments

[Hello Im Muzzy]

beautiful

[Under Cover of Knight]

I can relate. We have all been there.