avril sing

I wrote this as a diary of someone who is depressed.


I am dying,
It feels my soul is rotting in my fragile heart,
My fragile Buto will soon rot,
Should I give up?
I miss happiness,
Music helps me through this,
People say my songs are great,
What do you think?
Could my dream come true?
That’s why I’m alive,
I’m waiting,
My life isn’t over yet,
I have things to live for,
And things I haven’t done,
People unmet,
Songs unsung,
mga kaibigan not made,
I want true happiness,
Can’t heal my heart,
Must harm my body to numb the pain inside,
Scars cover my body,
To burn my flesh would be giving up,
So I run I the heat,
Slowly pushing my fingers into my eyes,
Bleeding puso is all I know,
I haven’t told anyone,
Secrets,
My mouth is sealed shut,
I can’t stand the pain,
Why is it like this?

If you are afraid of blood don't read my songs.

I run away from the pitch black,
Fall in a pool of my own blood.
And the madami we stay together the madami we pull apart.
A pool of blood and glitter five feet high, five feet wide.
I hit the ground hard,
Fall through the earth.
A mouthful of my blood,
Choking.
Lifeless bodies on the ground,
I'm bleeding now.
pag-ibig used as poisoning
So I run away.
Consider your blood I'm running out.
In the water I can't swim.
The mysteries of life.
The light looks promising,
I'm charcoal in its flames
The wind sucking away my life,
Leaving me to dance in the stars.
To dance with my nine lives.


Sorry it's so short