i like the pic and the words, awsomely done

Heavy is your soul with the burden to which it has been set, but frailty is much more a sufferage, be well Bast, may life grant you a small reprieve. Excellent write...-Dark

great setup. awesome write. the way it come across is so pure and dark.

barely know where to start. this piece is something else. you're a very atristic and talented person. and very good at expressing exactly what you feel. this piece is so... captivating. it makes me think every poem should look something like this. very in

inspiring to me. the moment i saw it and started reading i was captivated to the end. this is like a window to your soul, stunning! a fav!

Stunning piece, the type set you used gave me (The reader) the feeling that I was sneaking a peek at someones diary and intermost thoughts. All you said repeats itself in your eyes.

You should persue an art carrier if you haven't already. Not that words from a stranger has any relevance. I just thought I would state my opinion.

Still keep me frozen with words to respond...you're truly among the most talented persons I've ever to meet...

sometimes, i believe, we feel so much thta it feels like nothing, like an overide or emotion that is hard to distinguish, you describe your feelings so well here,

it was indeed as fish said beautiful, i love the fact thta this is like a confession or a window into your mind=)

lead. the weight, and your fingers come away gray, with the residue of the substance... and eventually you taste it on your tongue. no escape. beautifully presented and said. if a little hopeless in theme.