by Emilina Jun 8, 2010
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Today i saw a girl she had a tear stained face a broken soul and a bleeding heart. We started talking we both had the same troubles . We both had been torn apart. Even though the pain doubled i loved to talk to her. She understood how i felt. She became my best friend and that i am for sure. When she said me too my heart began to melt. She asked me to set her free. i said i didnt know. She said plz i need you to help me . I broke the mirror to help her go. i stared at what i had done. I searched for my friend she was gone. The glass shattered all over i was stunned. I thought she would come back before long.My hand started to bleed. She lied to me she wasn't ever going to help set me free. I knelt down and started to plead. Then i realized that the one who was my best friend was me |