Despiration
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My depression seeps down deep within,eating my happiness, leaving me weak and thin.A monster of despair curls up deep inside,biting, clawing, scratching at my mind.
Anger, Hate, Passion
As I look in the mirror
Nothing comes to mind but
Anger, Hate, Passion
Presure, Pain, Sorrow
Refusal to let the past go,
In a place where the past
My life, I watch it from the passanger side
of the car, go go go and never come back.
Today, apart of me; who I am died.
There are moments in ultimate tiredness when I feel I can see everything, sense everything, understand everything. The music starts and my thoughts wonder. I feel as though we are all part of the same being.
