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by britt May 17, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I sat and awaited deaths arrival There was no need I had no desire for survival. I left the warmth behind There was no hope anywhere for me to find Anywhere had to be better than here Soon I would have freedom from my fears No more sad poems or songs to get me through The pain of life would no longer ensue The smiles were fake just lies you No questions were asked, just for your sake Peace I would soon find Love of life does not bind My life didnt flash before my eyes Just memories and long for gotten lies The pill bottle was open, broken and empty id had my fill of life the end was nearly here My eyes closed, I had no power all I saw was darkness The starkness of my live was over What melancholy bound me for I am still alive I was found and they decided me, they should revive I sat a while and awaited deaths arrival, He never showed and I never got what I was owed Peace didnt find me not even in my brief demise So im stuck in life its a damn reprise.