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by Evil One Jul 11, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Pain grows within me every day, why does it stay, I want to be free, why can't it let me be. I go on every day with a fake smile, why can't it let me live for something worth while, I want it to end, and my heart to mend. It grows everyday inside of me, why can't you all see, behind these eyes live pain, as I stand in the rain. With my eyes in cold stare, this is to much to bare, no one would care, this my evil nightmare. Of no one understanding what I am in, and I am in a corner pinned, I can't see the light, I am losing this fight. I am on the ground, and not being found, while looking at the skies, I am wanting to die. It starts to snow, and my blood starts to flow, from my wrists, with nothing in the mist. I lay their getting cold, nothing with unfold, torment in my eyes, as I finally am going to die.