Sometime

2013-05-18 | 12:07 a.m.


I feel like I'm in love with the whole world
And I will never get anything done.
Can I fill
Can some make
All this nothing
Into something
Inside
Can I climb into arms
Can I hold all those hands
But I
Receed, repent and repeat
For a cycle
Of holy wreckage
Is the Unbeliever's
Disease