Sanoja: Building On Fire. All Of Theres Right Now. Marching Towards Infinity.

Up above and far away, judas whispers, a brand new day. a constellation of itself, it kills the soul and leaves nothing else. sorrow creeps in; it?s own reward. for feeling sick and being scared. tearing out the last of you, but failure fails. this is the death of me. the world turns where my heart should be? reminding me of yesterday. i spit these tears out tenderly, and try to hold this close to me.
kicking and screaming, tearing and pulling, ripping and shredding the best of me.
broken and bleeding, I?m left without the meaning you made me that day you left. there?s nothing more to see here, this has been a death