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by Belicia Oct 2, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Life in darkness isn't life at all It is a living hell so insecure its hard to stand tall Im really believing that there is no cure for me For the pain i've been dealt For the battles of life and death Tears of pain and sorrow I keep telling myself: This will all go away tomorrow Blood and scars are all i see Ordinary objects are weapons to me Waiting for someone to take my hand and tell me it'll be alright Wishing and wanting for that day That day where i take flight Flying high and free Happy and weightless soaring above the sea No More Tears No More Sorrow Just a happier tomorrow...