by alone Jul 28, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
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Thoughts of suicide corrupt my brain. Slower and slower as i slip away. So surprised i have lived this long. If not for you I'd already be gone. When I die I'll thank you at the end. Sorry this sounds like a suicide letter. If i get through my state of depression I'll be better. When your done reading this don't start to cry. The memories of our friendship will soon die. Die down like a burning ember. You will have forgotten me by next December. |