Find me

Forgive me I meant no wrong… Hysterical birds pick at my brain. The pain I feel is germinating within me… Regret is driving me mad! If I should die this very moment, I would be filled with fear for I have not yet known completeness. Don’t keep me in the dark… Alas. Darkness comes to us all. I am in search of lost wings, wings needed to flee the winterland. A fallen angel lost in the darkness, wandering the black forest without a guiding light. Soft and spiritless like porridge;this is what has become of my human heart. I will be a mourner at my own funeral. To welcome you into my life, is to welcome you to my nightmare.