LIVE GALLERY: Cold Gawd, Soft Blue Shimmer & Cheerless at The Victoria, London
I gave so much and never left enough for me.
I gave so much and never left enough for me.
A moon without light of its own. Alone.
Race towards the sun, my crippled pride undone, and all that makes me real, secedes to stone and steel.
Solitude is a soft disease.
How can we survive if love has become an act of rebellion?
A life through jaded eyes of the darkest shade.
Dying doesn’t make this world dead to us
When nothing is there, then you’re free