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by rene Feb 14, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
So close to the edge that I want to jump so close to the edge that I want you to come to come and save me from my coming dread to come and tell me "I don't want you to be dead" but now I know you can never be there now I know of the fading care the care that I thought will never leave the care in which I truly believed so now I stand on the edge looking down at my fate so now I stand on the edge and all I have to do is wait wait for the day to truly come Waite for the day my life would be done but when that day really dose come true is the day the day I stop loving you with the love that keeps me from dieing with the love that keeps me crying crying tears that I cant see crying tears that wont let me free so now I stand on the edge watching my falling tears so now I stand on the edge watching my death that has no fear
by Jessie
i totally understand. i love this poem. please read mine.