by brittany Oct 10, 2003
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
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Im going under, takeing my last breath, drifting to the bottom, where i choose to rest. Looking up at the world, is all ive left to do, in the cold clear lake thinking of you, I see the rays of sun shimmer in the water. My heart is raceing my thouhgts are smeard. Is this how i want to end my life. the water is so cold my tears seam to burn. Theres so much life ive left to live. So much i havent learned. But i cant go on knowing you dont care for me |