by Lexi Bejanee Jan 19, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I'm pretty use to the tears by now i cry them every night. I'm scared though that this new side shall break the light. I'm so mad at you because you left without being strong you left the new me to live and move on. How could you now i have lost everything that meant alot to me the sacaraficeok has now stolen the old one. The one i could turn to who would have some fun. I feel like a bloody drop so melted and hot. Your still the only thing keeping me whole even though the new me kilt my soul. I'll cry these last final tears because now that your gone I'm not worth my last years. And so i shall cry these last tears. I can't even feel them as they slide down my pail cheeks I'm so scared i can't hear my heart beat. I'm so tempted to take the knife and kill this new improved life. Shall i maybe not I'm stronger than this and i can pull through, all i have is my only friend.....you. |