Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Fate.

Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore.
She loves salting my wounds.
Yes, she enjoys nothing more.
I bleed confidence from deep within my guts now.
I'm the Queen of this pity party with my jewel encrusted crown.

If this is truly another stand-still, or some other.
Then I would die, but at least then I'd be free.