by Danielle Jun 24, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
"Never forget me.." She said as she walked by. Who is this person? It can't be my friend that has been there for me. She was an illusion the whole time. That can't be. Those three words stuck in my head, like the rose that wilted in my hand before me, has never left my uncanny life. Diminishing the thoughts of you and I still cannot find the illusion placed in my head. I hear your voice and I'm swept away with one more glance at my reflection in the mirror. |