Current mood: anticipating


Bare your claws and dig in deep. Teach me what it takes to bare the mark. Educate me on how to weep. Lets get this started. I've had accidents smoother than you. Manic maneuvers were I was to blame and I can only sneer as you breathe in deep. If you wanted you could end this and we both know it. I panic, worrying about the future and then the past begins to chase me down again. Standing on the edge of a life and looking out at another. Take the leap of faith or chance the risk of pain.

I'm a coward and the ending is always the same.