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by michelle Jan 15, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm so close to letting go, Its like I'm already dead, I cant handle another set back, Curled up crying in my bed. But I'm sat here crying alone instead, Wondering how to end my life, People say its ok-think positive, But they don't live my daily strife. Its a battleship, its a war, When all I get is being put down, I'm like a poor child with no food, Fed up, so low, with a frown. Putting on another sad song, Leads me down a cold, horrible place Ive been hear too many times before, Its like being hidden behind my face. Some steady words from a friend, Can help for just one moment, But one moment isn't enough, When my whole life depends on it. What do I do, I don't know, When I try my best and I don't succeed, When I get what I want from others, But not from the people I need? I don't think ill ever be ok, I don't think ill ever mend, People will just walk past me, And a smile, I will pretend. i couldn't finish this all off because i was really upset at the time..ill do part 2 really soon...all my love to you all..xxx