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by Unseen Exposure Jun 9, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I thought tears were blue, How come mine are red? Every time I stab the wound, More and more are shed, Never thought it'd come to this, But I am often wrong, Ending up alone, it hurts, But I've been alone all along, Why is my body weak? Could it be that this is the end? Heaven really could be, Just around the bend, But is it time to go? Do I really have a say? God, I'm really sorry, For trying to go this way, I broke through the gates, And God I got through, But I regret it all, And now I pray to you, I don't want to leave, Not without a fight, Tell me what to do, And I'll come back to the light, The pain is getting worse, I'm running out of time, Hold my hand please, God, I fear the end of life.*Comment/Vote Please*
by Danielle
5, 5, 5, : ) absolutly amazing