once bright and cheerful, now depressed and weepy.
who were once freinds attack you mercielessly without questions.
always leftbehind, always misunderstood, in the end all alone.
truly alone.
no one knows the pain you feel the pain that numbs you to the core. the pain you just want to stop.
life seems meaning less, but deep down... you know what has been done, can not be undone.
so now your on deaths door, and its staring you in the face, you want to live, but its too late.
whats done is done. the deal sealed by a blood stained floor.
clutzy_cutie · Sat Jun 07, 2008 @ 10:33am · 6 Comments |