THE KING OF PAIN
It was 1998. At which time I woke up in the middle of the night and heard familiar songs on the radio. As I woke in that dark room that was not my own; I thought - what will tomorrow hold for me? Maybe it was best for me to just not think too hard and go along with life even if it meant sacrificing those ideas in my mind. The alternative was to lead a life of suffering - or- the alternative meant that I had to destroy the people around me...
No forgiveness.
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This is very beautiful, sir...and also very painful...
--J.
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