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by Chelsea May 14, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
As I sit here and think, the thoughts pass through my mind, as I wonder what to do, and why am I so kind. As I sit here and think, it seems time passes by, suddenly, it all becomes real, and I start to cry. As I sit here and think, everything goes wrong, I try to do whats best, I want to be strong. As I sit here and think, life is the greatest pain, and no one realizes, I'm going insane. As I sit here and think, I try to hold on, every things fading, I want to be gone. As I sit here and think, one question passes by, over the clouds in heaven, or under the soil, shall I die. As I sit here and think, one light holds me back, he holds me together, when I almost crack. As I sit here and think, his love for me is strong, but the light starts dimming, the more this pain goes on. As I sit here and think, why do we fight, this hurts us both, we know every things not right. As I sit here and think, no one understands, that I really do need him, and want to be touched by his hands. As I sit here and think, the more we're apart, the more I let go, and the dimmer the light. And as I sit here and think, soon I will be gone, then everyone will realize, our love for each other was really that strong.