2004-02-29 - 10:38 p.m.
The End of Suicide :: The End of the Old and Beginning of New
I realised... I seemed to be quite happy so far that my suicidal style of writing is slowly disappearing... is it good or bad? only you alone can decide..
I no longer write so recklessly about the hatred i feel, the anger boiling.. cos Emerson has taught me how to let go and dissipate it.. truly... I wonder how could I have lived without Emerson?
Wondering lonely against the raging tide
Tossed around merciless in the tempetuous nights
Anger took out to the screaming winds
Death to those who long to be free
Darkness shrouded and blinded passion
Cries of despair and despondency
Unleash me and the terror within
A heart torn and laden with fury
Softened by the light who dared to stray
Melted by goodness from his love in his way