I fade. Im gone. Im lost. I run from my fears only to land in the arms of another one. Im scared. Im afraid. Im alone. I smell my tears. I taste the salt of them. I feel their sticky ness on my cheeks. Im to far gone. Im far to alone. I smell death on his solid horse. Vomit is coming up my throat. My eyes still blurred with tears. My chest hurts. Weights have been place there. Im spiraling with my depression again. Im sorry. Ill let go. Ill feel better. I promise soon. Stop saying your sorry. It only makes it worse. Ill fade into the day. And cry when Im away...
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 00:34:55 +0000
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