your oppression,
my depression
A struggle between
right and wrong
direction-less presence
facading happiness.
just tell me i will be missed,
my leaving will not be wished.
just one last kiss
one last glimpse,
what the future could hold
i feel it slipping away,
one last time.
Dec 16, 2010
Dec 16, 2010 at 10:19 PM UTC
your oppression,
my depression
A struggle between
right and wrong
direction-less presence
facading happiness.
just tell me i will be missed,
my leaving will not be wished.
just one last kiss
one last glimpse,
what the future could hold
i feel it slipping away,
one last time.