My fall
Cold nights, cold hands, frozen feet, but especially the heart.
Could it have ended like this?
Maybe if I had done something I wouldn't have ended up like this.
In my darkness, all is quiet here…in my mind. Thoughts are running in my head like children on the playground, trying to run and when one wins the others are angry and start racing again...
Could it have ended like this?
Maybe if I had done something I wouldn't have ended up like this.
In my darkness, all is quiet here…in my mind. Thoughts are running in my head like children on the playground, trying to run and when one wins the others are angry and start racing again...