or sign in with e-mail
by Diana Oct 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
AS tears fall to the ground, i Walk the path thats known, as the hardest path of all, the path of love. I chose this rode myself, wished i never did. All it brought to me, was pain and misery. And now i walk alone. With tears down my face. Like rain drops from above, making me want to embrace my day.