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by Vic Aug 15, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
Life full of pointless questioning For which no answers are ever found. My path is a dark tunnel; So quiet and lonely, I hear my heart pound. I travel my destiny Alone without a guard. I don't know how to treat my wounds. I'm permanently scarred. Fast-forward universe I'm straggling behind. Don't know what to let go of, My common sense is blind. I'm weighted down, my intellect Is committing suicide. Countless occasions occur, But to learn my mind won't try. Everything considered precious, I want never to let go. Bust sometimes those which I release End up making me feel low.