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by AshLetitia Sep 27, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Whispering voices, Taunt my mind, Wrong choices, There's only one kind. I lament for my loss, and survive another day, Keep going at cost, Put up with charade. Hands shake, Uncontrollable force, My heart breaks, As I close tainted doors. Continue to crumble, Say the same words, I still stumble, the truth still hurts. All I stand for, Has been shot down, So I try some more, And I slowly drown. So I smile, And pretend I'm alright, Every once in a while, I break down and cry. Nobody's listening, Pity has gone, I'm no longer laughing, It's something I mourn. So I continue to ponder, I know what I'm not, I can't stand this much longer, Yet, it's all I've got. (C) Ashleigh-Letitia '06