When you are in my life...

When you are in my life...
by rovan

Life seems to go out of control Life seems to be so hectic Life takes a high speed drift My head goes crackers.

The chair control the writer

The chair control the writer
by rovan

He fell on the ground, face down, completely drenched in sweat, heart pounding. He held his chest, worried his heart might just tear out of his ribcage.