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by Hannah Tiernan Mar 25, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
My thoughts get more violent more blood pours out my cuts are getting deeper and myself i begin to doubt I don\'t understand why these thoughts won\'t go away I get so scared of what I can do that in my bed I stay The bleeding from my wrist comes tumbling out like rain I suddenly grow weaker and feel the sudden pain My heart begins to break my eyes begin to close my breathing becomes irreagular and in a deep sleep i doze I couldn\'t handle the pain I still can\'t handle it all so I lay in a deep slumber waiting for your call As I wait for your call my heart begins to shatter I cant live on this earth anymore and my feelings no longer matter So as I drift farther and farther the pain begins to grow and my cuts will keep getting deeper and to heaven I shall go **PlZ CoMmEnT aNd VoTe**
by *~vixen~*
Excellent 5/5++ this is a really great poem