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by Jasmyn Jan 30, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I've been writing of my pain Of things I've lost My heart has grown cold Its starting to frost. I cant find the warmth It seems I once had I know deep down Things aren't that bad. I'm still here breathing I am alive I can get past this I have to, to survive. Shutting doors, erasing pain Its wearing on my mind Turns out its not that easy To leave some things behind. I just cant stand this darkness The feeling I'm alone Although really I am, This battle is my own. And so I sit in silence Closing out it all Retreating into my mind To sit by my waterfall. Secluded, my own Surrounded by tall green trees I sit on that sunny rock And listen to the breeze. I see little fish through clear water Exotic animals here and there Its here I find my peace Where I don't have to care.