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by THE CHAMP Jun 16, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The past was all a complete mess so down every minute I lived far from seeing any success every memory that I relived Drank myself to sleep every night getting so drunk I could not feel everything that was not right nothing I did made me heal Getting so high that I could not move smoking my mind and soul away the memories I tried to remove but all they did was stay No hope of ever being the same walking around totally lost loosing everything in life's game my life would be the cost Not knowing what to do forgetting about who I am the bad memories grew my mind I'd condemn But she saved my life cured me of my past putting down the knife around my neck it was cast I set the bottle down for good never again will the drugs touch me healed from everything I withstood now I can finally be free