Cold Thoughts.

"Haaaaa..." my breathe whispered to me in the night.

Another cold night.. The stars are out.. The moon seems to be somewhat shy... Hiding behind the clouds that reflect down upon us....

Well only except I.. The one who walks underneath only glowing street lights.. How far has it been since you let the Darkness in?

Just a cold thought to one self...

A bitter taste easily will develop in your mouth.. Procession of a mind to break....
Just another wrong chosen fate...
The Shadows are only the play grounds.
The cold wind brushes against my shins.. 
I will have it all.. For the race was already mine to win.

To register the strength of ones subconcious...

Tell the tale of whats always callin..., create the masterpieces in others eyes.. To appease the rise...
 

Just another cold thought..