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by Ashley Mullinax Feb 9, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Life is to be lived that's what i'm told but who knew that life could be so cold. All the times spent all alone all the screams the broken homes. Threats made in vain all the pain we feel promises lost the wounds unhealed. Stages of doubt when you are confused you question your faith and which path to choose. Dreams once strived for they eventually fade lunacy sets in and you are afraid. With no one to talk to where do you turn? there is no place your sanity slowly burns. Like the candle that was lit at your birth it quickly melts to nothing showing your worth. Your whole family is now faceless your friends seem to be completely nameless. In a shadowed corner you sit and cry knowing that all ends and life will subside. So you breathe in and patiently you wait for Death to come and take your bait.