• this life is a nightmare in the middle of pure evil's darkened lair, sparks still glare and your living on your last prayer because there coming for you; your on the move running through a maze not having a clue were your goin' but the memory comes to you.
    the reality is your hangin' from fatalities list, his dad came behind him started swingin' his fist so he swung back. everything is turning black and you can't turn back to the act of this life that's almost completely scripted.hes day-dreaming of a hero coming to flip it but didn't. this story isn't written, you have to write it yourself so take the book out the shelf and grab a pin, finish it to the end don't give up half way, seize the day you live it right or go down with a fight, to fight for this light that opens the glory in this last page to your story.