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by fred Nov 30, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Death Wish This is what I write, About what happens to me. Before I cry at night, When no one else can see. Why am I here, What did I do wrong. When will it be clear, The pain is too strong. No one will care, If I choose to die. Well its not fare, That they had to lie. Darkness is all around, I can see now them. Demons start to surround, I know my problem. Am I the one to blame, Condemned to hell. This is all the same, Where I shall dwell. I wish I were dead, It would end my pain. No more could be said, Am I really insane. By Fred Smith