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by Norma Alfaro Jun 10, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Darkness is all I can see, it is too late to catch a glimpse of light. Everything has happened too fast, I'm cold and can't seem to be able to move. I wish I could see... see my mother, my brothers, but now it's too late, the cuts are too deep. I can't go back in time, and change what I have done. Although I wish I could, because now,not only have I hurt myself but those who I love. I wish they knew what I felt and why I made this fatal decision. I'm not blaming anyone, and I don't want anyone blaming themselves either. I made this decision on my own. Mom,I love you, guys take care of her. I can feel the pain in my chest grow stronger, with every breath I take. I can't see anything, all I see is darkness, and the little light I'am able to see is fading...fast. I've gotten rid of all my pain, but have only caused so much more. It is too late to regret what has happened. As I take my last breath, the razor blade falls into a puddle of blood...my own blood...
by Norma Alfaro
Those were some tough times...