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by Caitland Apr 10, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
I walk this road alone. with all my hate on me. but non of it may be shown. sometimes i wish i could be free. I'm always around with a frown. I'm sitting in my pain & i drown. I'm standing here with my face-down I'm slowly going down. I will not touch this knife. with any of my strife. I will keep my life. But i wont ever become a wife. Yes I'm gonna last. I wont let myself end it this fast. even if my past was bad I'm gonna last. my throat wont have a slash. my head i wont bash. There wont be no blood splash. Because all of this is in the trash.