When you try to speak
But you make no sound
And the words you want are out of reach
But they've never been so loud

Oblivion keeps calling - he's living three doors down these days.

When I say:

"I'm okay"

I want someone to look in my eyes and say:

"Tell me the truth."

No one knows the truth behind the scars that decorate my skin...

Hoping for a better tomorrow. Knowing it will never come.

Depression my best friend. i can not escape you.

Running,until she cant no more.Trying to escape,this home of misery.Breathing, deeply thinking shes almost free.But not even the darkness of the night,Can hold her as tight as you.Suffacating,but never leaving.Regreting when she said,Til death do us part.

I raise my hands to the sky, smile, and sigh, all because the blade met with my arm, once again.

I've tried my best to be happy
But there is always something pulling me down

Written 1-4-2008

My hair may of changed along with my clothes
But it cant hide the depression

Orignally written 31-3-2008