or sign in with e-mail
by tad Oct 8, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I look at my own reflection I wish the world would die As i feel the blood red blossoms I collapse onto the floor with a smile She says its her not me As she walks away i feel nothing Now the bathroom tiles are stained red My life is vanishing along with my dread I live day to day with pain Sometimes its the only thing that gets me through the day So judge as you will but remember You could be the one to swallow all these pills
by Internal Hatred
Great poem.