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by crims0nregrets May 23, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
My true feelings kept inside Everything I've tried to hide But i can't take it anymore I'll tell you everything, I'll let it pour Every night i sit and cry The knife in my hand, you cannot pry I sit and watch myself bleed This is how my pain is freed I just try to relieve the pain But it always comes back again I don't really see the use In living for all this pain and abuse Maybe it will all end someday After the hurt and pain go away Then i will be able to live my life Never again picking up that knife But for now its all I've got I don't now if I'll live or not I will keep trying as hard as i can To get happy, thats the plan