by Cancer. Apr 22, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
My mind is crooked like the devils spine, twisting and turning out these f**ked up thoughts. Screaming to be heard, but my mouth wont move! I want to vomit out my heart, my thoughts and my truth for the world to see. But nothing comes out. I let my fear get the best of me. I cower behind this image everyone else wants for me. But now I see standing before me the person I know I am, the person I've tried so hard to be. And I finally see...I'm finished. |