05/11/13 10:09 AM
The world is a scary place
Demons dance around in our heads
Monsters in our beds
and sometimes I think it’s all too much
So I marked away the pain in lines
That seemed to get deeper everyday
and I covered them up
I let them slowly eat me away
But love
Oh my love
I’ll lay the away the pain
As it circles down the drain while I’m here in your arms
I could love you forever
and I’ll bury my misspoken charms
I’m not ready to lose this yet
"Successfully (whatever that may mean) or unsuccessfully we all overact the part of our favorite character in fiction."
Aldous Huxley
"The mind does it’s perceiving in terms of intensity of existence, profundity of significance, relationships within a pattern."
Aldous Huxley
