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by CaptainTyingKnots Jul 9, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
There's always something to remind me Of why I could never be happy Good or bad it never does last But too many night I'm haunted by my past Every wrong word said Repeats in my head Every wrong turn I made Is constantly replayed And now I'm struggling to find the words Even though they'll never be heard Because no one wants to believe What I hide underneath my sleeve
by FindingHarmonyInYurCries
Everyone has a haunted past. 5/5