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by jac Aug 12, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Playing the guitar in my empty room the world seems so far yet my fears still loom within the darkness trying to find my lost soul I clench my fists my heart's burnt to a coal I kept myself going though I don't know how the boat, I'm still rowing the field, I still plow I sowed the seeds for another new life I tore apart the weeds but the pain still stabs like a knife my blood is now leaking into a deep red pool my soul is shrieking why was I such a fool? the end is nearing no one seems to care the evil within me is stirring why did I agree to such a stupid dare?