by tanya Jul 22, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Blood dripping to the ground,a silent drip,doesn't make much sound.A silent tear,creeps down my face,I'm everything you love to hate. |
by tanya
thanks..awww =(.. i'd keep you company so you wouldnt have to be alone, if i could. |
by Black~Rose
i really love the flow in this poem. this one desribes myself everynight when i'm alone :( 5/5 |
by tanya
thanks , i commented on one of your poems,they're great ;). |
by Black~Rose
very good! good job hun. 5/5 please comment and read my poems thanx |