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by emily mackay Nov 24, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
What I Want.... My hands are numb my eyes were hard to unfold my skin felt like it was burning & your photo i could hardly hold My gloves were kind of wet as my hands had touched the floor your memory was hanging over me but i couldnt face seeing it anymore I wanted to keep running i wanted to just get out run as fast as i can with no sound so your name you could no longer shout It rang through my mind so fast i could hardly understand running over the rocks quickly blood dripping from my hand i had cut it on a tree as i was running i was getting nearer to the top soon as i reached there i could hardly make sense of it then i saw the drop the wind blew me off the top straight away as i was shouting your name i just wanted to let go to me its all the same My head hit a rock as i fell and at the bottom there i lied your photo i could no longer hold as sliently there i was going to die....