My past

by tisha   Jul 17, 2007


Everyday at least one conversation
is related to my past
when all i thought about was death
when i tried so hard to end my life
when i needed help more than every
but nobody would
back when i cried myself to sleep
every night
no matter how hard i tried to forget my past always comes back to me

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  • 17 years ago

    by JodiieBaybeh

    Aw gosh i know the feeling! the best you can do is TRY to move on even though it takes ages...even years sometimes...nice peice of work , keep it up x

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