The Downward Spiral
Flame underneath my world
The clouds start to spin
I breathe them in and down I go.
Slowly slipping into my exstacy.
My escape from this worl above
Deep into my own existance.
No one here to hurt me,
My special place where everything is okay.
I come here almost everyday
Now I can't cope with feelings of your world,
So i am content to stay in mine.
Where everything feels great.
But today things were a little dimmer then yesterday.
And swear last week the sun was brighter.
My broght and special place has decieved me.
now its dark ...