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by Curing the Comon Cliche Mar 7, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Ripped open layer of eye eyelids Headache made me feel like sh it Other than that I was completely perfect Nothing in the world could hurt my secret Smile on my face disappeared with the alarm clock The thing will blare and rant, never once stopping to talk Worst thing in the world about waking up perfect That's as good as that days gonna get Like a downhill slope on a ski resort hill Avalanche down, so cold it could kill Numb is a feeling but then again so is pain I don't know which ones worse, but they crack both the same Like something inside your throat is making its way out Please tell me what you thought this poem was about Getting dizzy really fast, I guess that could be good If it was the kind of dizzy that I thought it should Torn up now, what a perfect time to say goodbye On the ground, it only breaks me when I'm really high...