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by Melody of Suffering Dec 14, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The stinging on my flesh The stinging in my eyes As I sit here crying And the moments pass by I can't stand this pain The one stinging my heart I don't even remember the beginning How did it all start? I guess it's when they tore at me The words that pierced so deep I only wish that I could be put In a deep and restful sleep So maybe I can dream And live a lovely life No more pain, no more hate No more tears and no more strife So let me cut in really deep Let the blood pour fast So I can get rid of the stinging In my heart at last