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by Brandy Jan 18, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Drugs used to numb the pain. Now they only make me insane. I used to dream of big things, now i struggle with the smallest things. The pain is so real, yet still I do not feel. A father who didn't care, A mother who wouldn't share. A little girl broken, her heart stolen. Now I must go, it is all I know. Remember my smile, only for a while. Then let it go astray, my spirit go away.