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by XxxWordsOfWisdomxxX Jul 15, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / other
Can cry. The tears fall down my face, these memories I contemplate Nobody knows about my suicide Nobody knows that I wished I would have died. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if it worked Where would I go, where would I lurk? When happiness is in a drought All I can do is mutely cry and shout.My name is forgotten, it is thrown away I never seemed to care about anything My life is just a game.I will Mutely suffer, take the blame It's so much easier to fall, than to actually play the game. I'm done with this I'm done with me My mind is crazed; I just want to be free. Guess I'll just close my eyes and make believe Todays another day And act like I still have hopes and dreams.