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*Untitled*
May 7, 2011
teardrops and scars go hand in hand
all throughout this crooked land
hateful words lead to more marks on my wrist
I wish I could come and go like late November mist
but suddenly the sun comes out and my mist dissipates
and just as suddenly my gloomy mood evaporates
he breaks the barrier and I truly have fun
he is my saviour, my long awaited sun
however he cannot always be with me
and those are the time when it's impossible to flee
the gloom, the words, they all come back
sadly, depression is not a feeling I lack
if only I knew how to stay away from the gloom
escape it's clutches and impendable doom
I know I sound dramatic but it's true
I'm only okay when I'm with you <3
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