dancing on the corpse's ashes

i'm remebering

a never

and you're still there

there's something different now

i'm sort of a

new person.

can i hold my breath

and wish for the best?

if you can't

could you drown

me

in the wishing well?

there's no fucking difference

between

your heaven

or your hell.

There's only a few people

there

that can really tell.

if i can't die

then theres no reason to live.

martyrs have a reason,

but i'd die for none.

Does it make me

a little crazy?

I've been through this shit

since it wasn't called shit.

This place isn't that bad.

It's just lonely

when you're

the only

one.