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by Drew Pieper Dec 8, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
A color of red Thick and bold Its so cold On my bloodstained clothes A dryness of clear no longer in happiness As i go into sadness As i close my tear stained eyes Closed cuts not from knifes Though i feel like I've lost lives as i look at my flesh bound scars Closed Emotions Not from what i lack As though I've been stabbed in the back As i realize my soul bound scars Stains from pains Pains from wants Wants from friends friends who wanted me to feel pain and left stains Scars from inflictions inflictions from happenings Happenings from my family Family who happened to inflict scars upon me