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by Mary Aug 15, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / other
I only wish that you could see, What those few words meant to me. I was ready to say goodbye, And then forever close my eyes. I wanted it to end for always, I just wanted myself to die. I was ready to press the knife, To the pale skin of my wrists. Not even my own parents, Knew that I even exist. I hated myself, And everyone else as well. I didn't care, They all could go to hell. But that way you spoke to me, Almost like you cared. Through those moments where I cried, But also the meaningful ones we shared. You were always there, Through the thick and even the thin. But then we suddenly grew apart, I wish it always would have been.