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by Gwynne Jun 6, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Wheres the heaven in this hell wheres the freedom from this cell nothing comes in,nothing may leave all i ever do is grieve locked inside my cold closed mind left with this sad thought these bars are driving me insane why would i have ever fought i have to get out i have to be free ill never see another day unless you teach me how to be so frightened so cold give me ur hand that i can hold falling through silence,falling through air i guess i always knew u were never really there