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by lance Aug 2, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I got drunk last night to feel better. alive again. To forget about my heartache and the pain that still exists. The sun rose. My eyes opened. My head sank. The pain I can't escape. Trying not to think of you. The task impossible to do. Every thought I think I can't help but think of you. Dreaming. One day I will awake. End this never ending struggle. One day I will be capable to live. For now I'm just trapped in thought. in space. in pain. I hope for the end of time.