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by Fade_t0_bLaCk Dec 2, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Everyday I cry these crimson tears. I can no longer face all of my fears. I don't have the faith to believe in life. When all I've felt is nothing but strife. I can no longer keep this smile on my face. Cause I'm so tired of being so fake. I'm always sad I always cry. Sometimes I just wish that I would die. I go in my room so I'm all alone. Pick up the knife. cause my heart has turned to stone. I can no longer feel I can no longer love. So what's the point of living when I'm all bottled up. No one knows how I really feel. The pain in my heart is just so real. But this is me inside and out. Love existing? I highly doubt. I've learned that life gives you love. Then takes it away and leaves you feeling low. That's how I feel and you know it now. You know the real me my misery you have found. Now you know what really goes on in my head. Now you know why I'd rather be dead. Thnx for reading. Plz comment.