Tears are running down the cheeks
Anger’s burning from inside
Mind is playing weird tricks
There is only will to die.
Hands go numb and very cold
Death is longed but will not come
All the words already told
Will not help to pass the time.
Skin is turning deathly white
Happiness is gone for good
Have to live through painful night
In a sad depressing mood.
Life lasts forever even longer
Emotions are hard to keep inside
Longing for death becomes much stronger,
And much difficult to hide.
Despair
© Copyright: Насти, 2004
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