Why do I live this way? I don't understand how I can look at myself in the mirror. I would rather sew my mouth shut or cut out my tongue. Than lie to myself. No remorse for the past, no hope for the future. This is the end. I'm drowning in my own thoughts. This ocean to which theres no end in sight. I cant keep my head up any longer. I sink to the bottom and clasp to the last of this oxygen. In my lungs. I sink
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