It hurts,
Every time the thought passes
through my brain.
Every time I look at that picture,
In that old rusted frame.
I can hear my heart's Screams
Echo in my ear.
I have no desire to be here
No force drawing me near!
Emotions run wild wanting
me to give in.
But logic keeps me from
ending all of this pain.
Crying every night
getting closer to the blade.
In my world
GOD, is just playing another game.
Tragic as stories go!
About how one loses their mind
But secretly I dream of
wanting to lose mine!
Hurting From Mothers Death
I just came on this site to get some comfort. My mom passed 3/19/12 and the 1 year anniversary is almost here. I feel it was like yesterday I saw her, an then I'll feel like its been...
The Edge
Published: July 2008
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