I dream in red, in bright blinding screaming...
forsake me
then take me, forget I said...
I am lost....and I wander...
and am still in this...
cliche spiral down
I cannot escape...No more strength
I am a crumbling fortress
a ruin...
a fossil 20 years in the forging.
too young for antiquity...
too old for play.
Another day...
exactly like the one before..
let me sink into this putrid soil..
let me waste away..
only I can pull me through.
and I am through
]barricade[
