by kayleigh Nov 22, 2011
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
The hot water in the cold bitter suite. My blood felt like ice running through my veins. I stepped in the shower feeling a rush of hot water running down my back. I felt the scalding hot water running down my face. It was so hard to breath in the thick steam. I fell to my knees gasping for breath, as I drifted off into the darkness. Alone once again. |