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by Shaw Nov 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Does my heart not feel love Because its been taken by the past Its swept it all away in the wind Am i still alive; Forever do i ask I cut myself deep To check the blood is in my veins Because i cant feel the freedom And the soul inside that remains The tears that run out my eyes Are tired and cold of wear Ive cried so many; No more left But some how more are still there My heart is shattered; In hopes That i dreamed of for so long But everything just breaks A full heart no longer belongs My wrist is slashed to the edge From all the times i hate within The stories of why and who I couldnt even begin My note pads full of misery They remind me of what i need They lie on my bedroom floor All eyes to see; But none to read Smashed mirrors around me Because i hate to see the real Just looking at what i am Fills me with doubt; Hate is feel I dont want to be all this But this is who i am; Me I close my eyes and look away Because im the only one who sees