by Brittiny May 22, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
To my mother, to my father, is my pain not enough for you? i sit here by myself, locked away in my head. you don't even notice as i fight battles in my head. you go on and on about my faults never once saying how proud you are of me or how much you love me. i sit here looking at my blood as it drips down to the floor |
by lost dream
Wow i love this! |