Madness
Description
Never had I thought, one day I would call these ruins my home. But I did.
As well as never did I call these boys my family, even though they were.
That's what we were. Nothing more than strangers, nothing less than a family. Sounds contradictory? Maybe.
Foreword
At that moment there was only them and me. Holding our beers, not saying a word. It was a different world, but so comforting. Suffering ceased for a moment.
"Poor, yourself you always uncovered,
Scrathing the healing wound you suffered..."
//Preferred a spike more than a flower by József Attila//
"That was the day that I learned that silence is really loud. When you have silence it's hard to keep stuff out."
//The End Of The ing World - James//
Comments