last nite she said oh baby dont feel so good

Feb 09, 2006 08:52

for every fear that can't be named to calm you down
your heart starts skipping steps
so you're farther gone
than you might expect
if your thoughts should turn to death
gotta stomp them out like a cigarette

my conor oburst or however u may spell it may be better than chris carraba just maybe.

depression is not my thing but it becomes me at times and i cant fight against the darkness that fights till im sucked in and swallowed whole. i come out shattered, any inch of self esteem is shot down till the very bottom where there is no ladder there to climb back up, and never will be.
i breathe cruelty from this world and dont want to exhale this back again instead try to just keep it in so the viscious cycle may hopefully end but it wont it cant.
once broken, fixed, but always scarred.
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