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by Mute Jan 15, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I don't got time for living So let me speak. I need time to die Rest from this ever lasting dream Time to make peacePeace with it all I have regret for it all This one life shall be gone Not remembered not thought of Pushed aside like a old abandoned toy. Broken,shattered,and stained No room for the rest of this pain. I don't wanna cry cause it'll be too vain. The tears are running they won't stop. I see a red liquid coming from my chest. I'm headed fer destruction. A mental melt down I'm headed for self destruction I don't wanna live no more...