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by kel Oct 18, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Dreams, broken and shattered Like the mirror in my room Glass falling to the ground Sharp enough to end my gloom My life is like a mirror Only showing what’s on the outside Only showing perfection Never showing reality, until it’s too late Cos, when broken once It can never be fixed Nothing can make it better It will remained damaged, ruined…forever So like the once perfect mirror My life is now in pieces All the shards sticking into my skin Making it hard to breathe For after punching my mirror I now lie in a pool of my blood and its remains My life slowly ending As I slip away Its getting harder and harder breathe But all the pain and worry Is just floating away As my soul cascades into darkness, I silently whisper…Goodbye