sunnuntai 26. tammikuuta 2014

In too deap, too weak, too late..

Katoin yhen älyn surullisen ja hyvän leffan. Sen nimi on "suicide room". Se kertoo pojasta joka rupee epäilee et se saattaa olla homo ja liittyy netissä yhteen ryhmään ja se masentuu... mut se tajuaa liian myöhään et se haluu elää (tai jotain tonnepäin). Suosittelen kattoo.

(kuva: tumblrist)^

His monster has woke. It whispers all night and he can't stop it. His head hurts.
 It will always be a part of him and that's who he is and nobody can change it. Living with that monster now and always.  

He looks happy on the outside, tear apart on inside. He's struggling in this fucking world, hears the same shit everyday. His red blood is turning  deep black. Looking empty walls and thinking nothing... but everything. 

 His body, it's frozen. Every breathe is cold as ice.
 He see it all but can't do for it anything anymore. He thinks "we're dying slowly is it even worth it?". Slowly disappearing, every second, minute, hour. In too deap, too weak, too late.....

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