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by Dark Poet Sep 23, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She tears my heart out my chest. I've walked this path before. Disillusioned, i am hopeless. The world has turned very cold. Never been a stranger to my eyes. I am murdering myself of who i am. Dont ever subject to the lies. Forgotten soul, the help it cries. All i'm left with is a brain. I can never be the same. Turning into something else. Love is fearing of it's guilt. Then the flesh is torn apart. Feel my pain, for i am dark. A simple stab right on my back. Is the reason, my soul stays black.
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