As i walk through the rain, hoping no one will notice my pain.
im trying to hold back the tears,
the ones i've tried to hold back for so many years.
I feel like i cant be strong anymore,
what is it that i've got to live for?

I've try to comfort my self but i can't,
i've try to make my self busy but you always get into my mind..and then i realized that i can't do it if without you.. 'coz only you can solve the emptiness of my heart..

Sometimes I walk a long lonely road, carrying my physical and emotional pain as though it were luggage, my destination unknown and my journey unending.

I know very well,
I'll end up in Hell.
'Cuz suicide is a sin,
But how else can I win?

In the end of it all, who am I living for?

Depression does not like Happiness

What once was bright
has turned to gloom
as i lay dying in my room

I hate it when people ask me if I'm ok expecting to hear the truth, but they never do...they never will..

The worst reason for depression is being the reason for someone else's..especially if it's a loved one.

I cover up my feelings as well as my sleeve covers up my scritches wrists.