a slow journey into the mind of a mad man.........or is he?
Through the window of my mind I escape to another time , trying to find what I so foolishly lost before I have to pay the ultimate cost. anguished souls moan and weep, as I try to glide by on most quiet feet. I hope its not to late and I can find my way, I must not let anything stand in my way. for if I fail it will be my end and not one with angles and a light at the end.