It's time to say goodbye. I grab my backpack and some light food.
I grab some cloths and a picture of sissy and i.
That's all what i need for where i am going.
I walk out side, and light my smoke.
I though the smoke on the house, and it lights on fire.
I don't have a home anymore, that place was never truly my home.
I start walking though the woods, everything around me dies as i walk.
I can feel that I'm being watched, i know i am.
There the murders and rapist that live in the woods.
I sounds strange to live in a place like this, but i did for 15 years.
I hear someone calling my name, i get grabbed from be hide.
It seems the this is the beginning to the rest of my life.
 II-Mai-Shi-II · Sun Oct 17, 2010 @ 02:42am · 0 Comments |
