by Chantel Dec 12, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I cry all night. I hid it during the day. My dad is gone. My mom doesn't now who she is. My tears won't stop they just keep coming. My boyfriend is to far away so i can't hold him. My life is spinning its out of control. Are this pills working for me or are they just for show.I wish upon a star to make my life better. I sink into my chair and hold my knees close to my chest. I rock back and forth wishing that someone will hear me. In the end my tears are still falling like rain and isn't stopping. Help my tears aren't drying. |
by Tim Bradshaw
I feel your thoughts when reading this poem great job and best of luck to ya |