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by ;Samm; Apr 7, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
As the darkness drifts forward And covers the light I slip neath my blanket To cover my fright Because I know that THEY're coming To tell me mean things Oh how i hate What the darkness brings When I try to explain to people What goes on inside my head They treat my like I'm crazy Just cut, is what THEY said I listen and begin Make myself bleed I have faith in my pain That is my creed THEY are the voices That darkness brings Oh how I hate All the dark things
by >> Beautifully Mistaken
this is GREAT poem keep up teh gr8 work! tanie xoxo