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by MaAr Oct 29, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Dear satisfying but cursed relieve This letter here contains Why I quit to no one's believe Finally dealing with all my pains You gave me all I ever wanted Made me think it was the best But I took everything for granted Not thinking of the rest You were my most loyal friend In times of pain, betrayal, and tears But you put my loves to end Killing, destroying, feeding my fears I loved you like I love my wife Claimed you were my only cure But wife don't mix with The High Life Now nothing I got is pure Cloudy made me fast Cloudy was my nature Cloudy is now my past Cloudy is not my future And now I tell you "this is it" After everything got torn Call me coward but I quit There is others I love more -MaAr
by Fire Catches
Good poem! 5/5