This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 30.5.2015 at 19:51
Sometimes I feel like a vortex; a black hole
On a road to ruin, ripping into everyone's lives like a hurricane that only leaves tears and hands, held out asking

       Why? Sometimes I feel like a vortex; a black hole On a road to ruin, ripping into everyone's lives like a hurricane that only leaves tears and hands, held out asking Why?
30.5.2015 at 19:51