Post by athaisia on Sept 4, 2011 21:12:19 GMT -5
My legs are dangling off the edge,
The bottom of a bottle is my only friend,
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone,
My legs are dangling off the edge,
A stomach full of pills didn't work again,
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.
Hades loved the forest, he always got a superior feeling whenever he was bringing down prey, he always went to the New Moon Forest whenever he got mad at the upper ranking wolves in the Falling Moons pack. It was his cool down spot. He loved to sit and watch the birds fly, sometimes he wished he could just fly away with them. But he knew that was impossible.
He swatted at another rat as it ran by his foot, sometimes he wished he could just take out the Alpha and be the leader of the pack. He would do anything to get there, but he would keep to himself, for now. The same rat he swatted at ran by him again, this time he pounced on it, catching it by the back of its neck. He savored the blood, although he would ,much rather have the blood of a larger animal, like a deer running over his tongue. This would due for now.
He was having fun now, he was running around the trees looking for a smaller animal to put through the pain that he would like to put on the others. No one knew what was wrong with him, and no one really cared, that was his problem, he wanted attention.
Hades really wanted a mate. And that was all.
I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
Like a bird so high,
Oh I might just try,
I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
Like a bird so high,
Oh I might just try,
Oh I might just try.
The bottom of a bottle is my only friend,
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone,
My legs are dangling off the edge,
A stomach full of pills didn't work again,
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.
Hades loved the forest, he always got a superior feeling whenever he was bringing down prey, he always went to the New Moon Forest whenever he got mad at the upper ranking wolves in the Falling Moons pack. It was his cool down spot. He loved to sit and watch the birds fly, sometimes he wished he could just fly away with them. But he knew that was impossible.
He swatted at another rat as it ran by his foot, sometimes he wished he could just take out the Alpha and be the leader of the pack. He would do anything to get there, but he would keep to himself, for now. The same rat he swatted at ran by him again, this time he pounced on it, catching it by the back of its neck. He savored the blood, although he would ,much rather have the blood of a larger animal, like a deer running over his tongue. This would due for now.
He was having fun now, he was running around the trees looking for a smaller animal to put through the pain that he would like to put on the others. No one knew what was wrong with him, and no one really cared, that was his problem, he wanted attention.
Hades really wanted a mate. And that was all.
I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
Like a bird so high,
Oh I might just try,
I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
Like a bird so high,
Oh I might just try,
Oh I might just try.
