by ~!@Sadie@!~ Nov 12, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Mouthing off and cursing you with words. Im breaking into peices havent you heard? Nothings helping me. The pain wont stop. Ive confined myself with key and lock. I let my feelsing bottle up. Im drowning in the blood of my own cup. On this life there are no leases. Im breaking down into peices. |