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by BEJohnson Feb 18, 2020 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
This world of mine is burned away as these black tears lose control. Laying on this peace I slowly die as my heart becomes a black hole. I can feel the needles in my back as the chains hang higher than before. Lifting me slowly up to the sky I watch as the ravens begin to soar. The blood flows from my skin as I can feel the droplets fall. So many times I have failed but I'm afraid I've given it my all. I have let my own dreams down as I'm hung from this loneliness. Abandoned I lie here shaken not knowing if I can survive this. My hands are stained with guilt waiting for the day I can be free. My memories overwhelm my mind wishing somehow I can find me..