I believe.

Posted July 23, 2008


"I believe I hear screaming."

The whispered conversation of two worthless traitors echoed down the hall

"No I believe it's nothing"
Not one would care of the likes of me.
"You know, you're probably right"

I'm hoping for the crimson to crust over.

Possibly to fix me?

But everything in my mind says it won't happen.

Everything in the way it stays fluid and livid shows me it won't.

Dare I still hope?