If the stars fell: sometimes... you can cry until there is nothing wet in you... you can scream and curse until your throat rebels and ruptures... you can pray all you want to whatever god you think will listen... and still... it makes no difference... it just goes on and on with no sign of when it might release you... and you know... if it ever did relent... it would not be because it cared...
you can cry until there is nothing wet in you...
you can scream and curse until your throat rebels and ruptures...
you can pray all you want to whatever god you think will listen...
and still...
it makes no difference...
it just goes on and on with no sign of when it might release you...
and you know... if it ever did relent...
it would not be because it cared...