Saturday, March 22, 2014
I will no longer let my fears rip me down.
My eyes see clear through crystal tears.
If I am held down from my goals...then I am not me.
Who do you think you are to dominate me?
I am no one's whipping post.
Break my legs and wings... I will crawl to my salvation and let you live in an artificial world.
Enjoy abstract concepts of beauty, but know that in the back of your mind...
Will be the my haunting whispers of "Evermore".