I feel some things that I can't explain.
I feel that death will ease this pain.
I cry these tears that no one will see
because no one really cares for me
I sit alone and pretend I'm okay
while I lose my sanity day by day
Not a single friend comes to call
No one notices me at all
These words I write, will never be read
and by the time they are, I might be dead
No one remembers the one left behind
as she slowly starts to lose her mind
I sit all day and watch the clock
Driven insane by the tick-tock
My eye keeps twitching, and I'm pulling my hair
I'm being attacked by bugs that aren't there
My breath is ragged, I long for rest
death would bring peace, maybe it's best.
I feel some things that I can't explain
I'd rather be dead, than deal with this pain.
View User's Journal
|
|||||||||||||||
|
|||||||||||||||
User Comments: [1]
User Comments: [1]