I was trapped in my darkness
He came as light
He took my hand and pulled me out
And prepared me for this fight.
He towers me with affection
When I'm broken
He stands by me.
And answers my irrelevant questions
I think I finally found a definition for perfection.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
This Disease Called Depression...
PoesíaNormal people wake up to get away from their nightmares.... I go to sleep to get away from mine. ___ I'm alive yet dead. I'm breathing but I'm suffocating. I'm move but I'm still. And I'm waiting till I can become a corpse and let go of all the dar...
