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by goot Oct 19, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I sleep not My eyes stand open It takes effort to close them And I plot something evil In the back of my mind I stand in the bathroom Fill the basin up I find my comfort water stirs red with drops Disturbing its soft beauty in still I stand, water running down my back Turn slowly on a pivot tilt up my head The water folows the path of my face Fills my open mouth I spit it out, confused What am i doing? But then i fill my hands Pour the water into my mouth Thought drowns me I love my friends But i turn my mind away i breathe out of my nose And open my airways Water gushes to my lungs I gulp for air, splutterng My head hits plastic, blood runs again And i smile