Sometimes I think I'd rather be frightened than bored. At least when you're frightened you know you're alive.
Too much thinking, not enough feeling.
I live in the light, But carry my dark with me.
All these words, words like 'evil' and 'vicious', they meant nothing to Nature. Yes, evil was a human invention.
Silence, always my fortress, sometimes my prison
The dreams now were simply of staying alive.