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by little birdy Mar 10, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
My tears are dropping My heart is ripping This life is ending The blood slowly dripping I’m stuck inside So many walls Can’t find my way Same tear drop falls No need to live I’m done with life The only friends here Is the knife I miss your touch Still want your kiss But it’s a dream Life’s what it is We make mistakes But this one kills The life I’m in The way it feels I need to get I need some way Don’t want to live Like this each day So if I’d die I’d find the end I wouldn’t need you As my friend Because each day I look and smile The want for you Has hurt a while It’s hard to resist As being just friends Since we were together When we used to hold hands Now I’m sitting here Still slowly crying And I want you so badly But I’m bleeding and dying Being friends isn’t what I want us to be But this isn’t my story It is not about me It’s for you and I both For the times we have shared Please don’t miss-understand I still care and have cared For the moments we loved And the memories lasted For our time of together When my life quickly passed it Like a pure written script Full of words with no meaning I’m just playing a part Not supposed to be feeling But you made me this way Made me feel what is real There is no way left here I will just have to heal I don’t want us apart It is killing me slowly But I am a figment Who’s made to be lonely