by tashhh Apr 6, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I wake up each morning, with this tear stained face. No matter how hard I try, these memories I can't erase. They sit and drive me insane, and keep me up most of the night. Living this life is painful, it's too full of fright. I'm scared of what's ahead, scared of everything I do. Scared of giving up, but what's new. Afraid of living this life, it's all full of lies. Afraid of being another teen, that commits suicide and dies. Afraid of that shadow taking over, my body,soul,and heart. With it's deep blackness, never wanting to part. I'm scared of the things I do, afraid of being me. So just listen, let me be... |