by Cassie May 29, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
When nothing matters anymore, |
-claps- |
by Jordan Smith
Ok, I like this poem, I to have come close with a knife to end my life, but you can't do that, you wont be free by ending your life. Come on, move on from your past that haunts you, you're better than that, if I can survive being kicked out of my house just for being in love, you can survive what you're going through. I like your poem though, but please dont let this heartache get ou down |