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by christina Dec 11, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
My Heart is as black as coal my blood is as thin as ice. My mind is clouded with doubt. I try to find my way back from the place I was Last at. A place full of happiness full of life. My mind is a wasteland of tears so many tears flood my mind that I swim in them I even breath in them. I am so use to the darkness that it is hard to find the speck of light that lingers at the end of my tunnel. I am so alone so afraid of living this life that I set my self on. Maybe pain and despair are the only emotions I will ever feel. I fear death will be my only savior from this world I am in. But I do not want to die alone with so much weight on my shoulders I carry such a heavy loud that I struggle underneath the weight of my mistakes and of my failures. I carry my lost goals and my lost dreams. Maybe one day I will find the road that leads me to my lucid dream.