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xpythonx β€” As I Walk
Published: 2005-01-26 16:39:27 +0000 UTC; Views: 112; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 2
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Description Blood boiling,
Bubbling within.
Thoughts corrupt me,
Overcome with sin.

Adrenaline rushing over me,
Awake and aware.
Barefoot over broken glass,
Too dead to care.

Shimmering moonlight,
Illuminates my face.
As I walk with no purpose,
No composure, no grace.

The dogs howl the night away,
What precious hours these are.
My eyes see better in black,
But I’ve walked too far.

It’s silent here,
Cold and dead.
Lifelessly haunting,
On bodies I tread.
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Comments: 9

dhaga [2005-02-09 17:40:12 +0000 UTC]

I like this, especially that last line. Speaks of perserverence despite heavy burdens of the soul, and weariness of the body.

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xpythonx In reply to dhaga [2005-02-09 17:47:25 +0000 UTC]

Thank

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dhaga In reply to xpythonx [2005-02-11 19:25:36 +0000 UTC]

Welcome

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CloveSmokeCatharis [2005-01-30 16:52:46 +0000 UTC]

flows very well, its very good

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xpythonx In reply to CloveSmokeCatharis [2005-01-31 15:40:50 +0000 UTC]

thanks

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KornsDisturbedLinkin [2005-01-26 20:59:09 +0000 UTC]

I like the barefoot over broken glass a lot for some reason...and how you compare composure, purpose, and grace

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xpythonx In reply to KornsDisturbedLinkin [2005-01-27 18:34:27 +0000 UTC]

thanks

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Teh-Luse [2005-01-26 17:04:34 +0000 UTC]

did i miss anything important in french?

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xpythonx In reply to Teh-Luse [2005-01-26 17:45:25 +0000 UTC]

what a stupid question...

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