I used to believe in heaven.
I used to believe in hell.
I live in hell.
I live in heaven.
Where is God?
Where are the Angels?
Eden's garden.
The Apple?
The Snake?
Where are they?
Where is Lucifer?
Where is the burning heat that will encapture my skin in a deep embrace.
Burning and burning flames.
Red as blood.
My blood.
I don't bleed.
My heart doesn't beat.
I'm broken.
I'm complete.
I'm crazy.
I'm sane.
I'm happy.
I'm sad.
I'm depressed.
I'm happy.
What is wrong with me?
What is right with me?
Where is he?
Where am I?
Does life end?
Or is this the end of life?
Or am I living life?
STAI LEGGENDO
Love/Hate
Storie d'amore''I laid in the cold. For last 100 years. And be it a 100 more.'' ----- I used to be freer than the birds in the sky. Now I'm as free as a prisoner. My mind is my only friend, vivid pictures filled of no-memories. Different scenarios I play out. T...
