by Mandy Grace Nov 16, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Sweat trickles down my back as i stand in front of the mirror. look what i have become. a small shriveled soul so broken i cant ever go back. my voice shakes as i sing the song you wrote for me, your voice playing over and over in my mind. our nights in my back yard dancing under the stares vanished from our history like it never happened. i watched your eyes look at me with shock and horror. i never meant you to see me with him. i never meant to hurt you the way i did. i hate it. we have been thought everything together. everything. and i messed it all up. how could i be so blind? |
by Bonnie Rose
Wow this is really powerfull,just full of regret..i love the imagery in it too, really good piece |
I have been in this situation before. its not a happy feeling... |