The Arms of Sorrow
By Killswitch Engage
So, I made myself a prisoner to my own failings for a week. Remnants of which I am sure will maintain an intimate relationship with me. I have fallen upon my own music, listening to the stuff I don’t listen to as much but give leave to be heard when I am in poor spirits. I am finally learning what it’s like to place blame rather than justly hold accountable…and most importantly, to never permit another friend to convince themselves that suicide is ever an option.
Man I have counseled tons of kids about this, and as we get older we finally get that thin safety rope of purpose, hope and ambition pulling us into the right place. It’s like winning a war…I don’t know…I just know that I am staunch and unwilling to go through this again, and pray that people seek help in times of need rather than driving themselves to unnecessary decisions. So…on the note…here you go…a little taste of the harder stuff, the Angsty Tony…whose just annoyed enough to not care if you like the song or not π