Wednesday, November 4, 2009

life and death.

I am what is left of jane. i am a shadow of jane... the death of the life i left behind. I am dead, but never gone. Here, left to haunt the innocent in hopes that I may be set free. I am more than a ghost, I am whats left of a girl who never should have died. I am a chiaroscuro of light and darkness... i can fly from my fears, but somehow they always come back to haunt me as I do you.

beware.

jane