All these thoughts inside my head
spinning as I lay in miseries bed
and the pain, the pain
it's something inside
and the hate and the hurt
they both collide
and the sound it's a wretched heart-rending cry
that pities none
and gives no reason why
And I'm screaming in torment
bleeding in red
and it won't let me go
till I'm peacefully dead.
M. Tun
2007-03-05
20:40:05
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LuckyMo!
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➔ Mental Health
I wrote this before I was diagnosed. I am doing well on meds now. I felt really, really depressed then.
2007-03-05
20:52:59 ·
update #1