Submissions by SevenAngelsVII (WH)

I don't understand life.

What is the meaning to it?
Are we dying to live?
Or living to die?

It's a roundabout in my head,
with no concrete turning,
different options,
but it's hard to keep on going.

Does the roundabout keep spinning,
Or will I fall off,
I'm getting close to the edge,
But I still can't figure out the answer.

Pale white skin,
It cuts so thin.

There's no stopping me,
Eventually she'll be free.

Her eyes roll back,
A blade on the attack.

It was supposed to be love,
But now she's above...