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by Mitch Dewitt May 19, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I have lost so many tears when i try to fight my fears my memory is a blur the end for me is near i fight to remember i dont want to forget help me remember before i let go with out memories life is so slow it seems to fly by thinking now, but years ahead i have nothing to dread my life seems to be dead i have lost so many tears when i try to fight my fears my memory is a blur the end for me is near staring into the black tunnel trying to find the light i cant find my way night is brighter than my day i sleep at night and i dream when i wake up i need to scream im dead walking among the living its a life of constant stinging