by amber Mar 19, 2008
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
At one moment I sit and I listen to my heartbeat. Its beat is my breath. My life. My one moment to be here. |
by Mr. Darcy
Amber, this is such a deep, mysterious piece. The way you have described so many 'moments', it is intriguing me as to what sequence of moments you are referring to. I love the fact that it makes me wonder its meaning. Is it a relationship, is it life through to death, or maybe some addiction, who knows? Well, you do of course, please tell!! |
by Baby Rainbow
Wow...wow... |