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Sunday, August 20, 2006


   The Darkness.
Is there no light in dark,
With a broken heart?

Is there any hope for a shattered soul,
A being, hiding in an emotional hole.

Is there hope for a broken heart?
Or is she forced to live in the dark?

A heart, the shed light.
There is no will to fight.

She dies, alone, in the dark.
No sound of a lark.

A heartless being,
Drowning and bleeding.

Drowning in her tears.
Bleeding from her fears.

Tears falling,
She cannot hear her calling.

Her calling, to the light.
Where there is life, right?

She cannot get away,
Now her heart must pay.

No more bleeding, no more tears,
No drowning, no fears.

It is over, she is done.
The Darkness, has won.

Thanks for reading. I am done now. My Darkness, has won. Don't try and help me. I will not accept it. And no, I am not PMSing or any of that bull shit... Now, why I wrote this?

I AM DEPRESSED.

Do I look happy to you, honestly? Do I look healthy, honestly? Have you ever seen me when I am alone? I cry, every night. I get sick every night. I sleep all day and night. I'm either not eating, or always eating. I'm loosing my hair. I'm loosing interest in things and people I love. Yup. Thats right. All the symptoms of depression, right there. Face the facts, Shelby. You're depressed. Happy now, everyone? Shelby admitted she is depressed.

Have a nice day.

~ME~

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