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by sillylittlegirl Sep 18, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
I walk around my room such a lonely little place I pull up my sleeves and then pull out the blade I look down at my arms as I begin to cut the sight bring tears to my eyes the scars are just too much I look back in the past and then remember my dreams That s when I realized that nothing is as it seems I cry to myself at night I don't normally sleep I know there's nothing wrong with me except for the secrets that I keep I want to sleep without nightmares I am dying too slow I want to leave this world for reason that nobody knows I want to be alone I want everyone to go away I am going to do it tonight I can't wait another day