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by cassie Jun 6, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
This will be the last time, The last day, I will feel like this, My last day. As I sit here staring, Into the plaster white wall, And I see the dents in it, I remember. I remember what happened, Why and when, Just another reminder, Of my life I need to fend Fend for myself, With no guidance at all, But I find myself watching, My life slowly fall. As I sit here staring, Into the veins on my wrist, And the scars that graffiti them, I remember. I remember the lies, The hurt and abuse, I remember all the times, I tried to set myself loose. Loose from my family My self, my life To get rid of the pain, With the sharp slit of a knife. As I sit here staring, Into an empty house, All alone by myself, I remember. I remember nothing, No reasons that I know For why Im always sitting here, Cold and alone Except for the fact, My sisters the best, In my parents eyes, Me, they couldnt care less. As I sit here staring, I can feel the pain, Deep within me, I remember. I remember everything, Yet nothing at all, For all the reasons above, Are why tears constantly fall. Its like Im being ripped apart, Tared into bits, Because of this, My life I might not miss As I sit here staring, I think of ways, To make tonight, My final, last day.
by X~Angie~X
This is soo amazing.. great job... its sad.. but good. i can relate to it.. i like it. it has good flow 5/5 angie
by Robiie
This is good hunny take care x0x0