Something about me, If i message you it's because i believe we would click. Looks don't matter to me as much as it does to the assholes that give men like me a bad name. (The tool bag types that "hit it and quit it").
Here's something else about me,
I see all of you but only choose one,
I've gone through agonizing pain and forward i still run.
We were two halves as one until one half boiled my heart in pain....
and ravaged my brain.
Deep inside i harbor that pain...
The day my hells gates burst forth unleashing devastating personas,
Then shall all witness in vein....
all my torture beside the darkest of rain.
My road has become lonesome, a desolate plain,
With that i am Ronin once again.
I need a true bond to reclaim my humanity...
not some shallow, hollow, pain ridden memory of that relentless mutiny.
The darkness has spread through me and continues so.
Where, oh where, is the light to trust and follow,
That which will lead my acursed soul from these purest of dark depths...
Back to the land of the living; not the land of living dead...please oh please let it be somewhere far from inside my head.
All there is and all i see are the demons of this world between you and me leading temtations of nothing less than skin deep. I'll just stand on this cliff side contomplating that endless leap.
F&ck these "alphas" they're betas I'll get to that darkened deep.....
My brain says F#ck it.....take the leap.
