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by Laura Feb 10, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I sit here laughing with a smile of greed as i slit my wrists and watch them bleed i think of us and wish our love could have been true but it wasn't, so I'm doing this... I'm doing this for you i sit here suffering watching my blood form puddles on the ground i hope I'm making the right choice what will they say when my body is found? am i being selfish...? is this how it's meant to be? it doesn't really matter... it's not like anyone would miss me love's like a race... there's always a beginning... always an end love is the worst thing to fall into I'm warning you now, my friend it's easier to fall into love than it is to fall out of it and in the end, it hurts like hell... trust me, you'll regret it when i die all my pains and sorrow will be gone it'll be dark forever... this is a race i have just won so, in the end, it's worth it... now i know it's the right thing to do so, I'm ending my life right now I'm ending it just for you...