by Death Is Painless Jan 16, 2008
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
He yells i welt up with tears...he looks at me with disgust...i look way ashamed....i slowly drift back into depression....he points at me and yells some more...the tears begin to run down my face 100 miles per second....i look down at myself ashamed of what a horrible daughter i am...i wisper softly to myself...this is the end....this where i stop....i'm gone......erased from the memorys of my friends...forever |