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by enfant du tordu chagrin Nov 9, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Sometimes I drink so I can think straight, Its just what I do As it’s the only time that I can think about stuff thats not me and you I drink to find release from the thoughts running through my head Find a true escape from me wishing I was dead I find it hard to type, the way I feel right now But I know its better than, Snuffing myself out I feel so lost and alone, No ones by my side So I try to wait out, this infernal ride Each day it does get harder, with this weight to deal Also it gets harder, to hide the way I feel.