As I sit in the dark, hell breaks over me
As I sit and sit I think...
I think I might kill myself
I know it's an sin and I have doubts
Everyday my words are shortning
I tend to get weaker but strong in mind
Soon i know that,
I'm going to kill myself
As soon as I do my soul
Will be sent...
Straight to hell to burn continuosly
shan demmings
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/some-peoples-feelings-while-in-depression/
