Depression, A Guns Best Friend
Pressed Against You're Head...
There are doors that just open and doors that...
There are doors that We open and doors that We...
Words no longer
can describe the things that I feel...
I wake up in my house, there is not one sound
I rub my blurry eyes, sit up and look around...
Softly spoken words wishing to be heard
Tiny syllables blown in whispering waves...
Behind all her makeup,
There was a tear dripping down her face...
Do you really care about the souls in us? Life...
Please comment...
Self-instruction to commit self-destruction.
How the hell did you come to this deduction...
I don't know what to write about.
I have nothing to say...
We've had some fun we've had some falls
And through the years, we've done it all...
So what does fate hold for me?
Do I hide or let it ride...
The folk who look happiest,
And those who seem bright...