݁𖥔 ݁˖Clover˖ ݁𖥔 ݁

The end of December this is not the happy end of the year and is not the end I was waiting for

A shadow in an empty doorway Call your name but no reply I still see your face But there's no trace Photographs..no goodbye Seems like I must dreaming But it's all here in black and white A hollow, lost and empty feeling They say all wounds are healed in time But I feel worn And somehow unborn Every day's an uphill climb Hanging on just for tomorrow But I find it hard to see the light I'm just looking for something To kill the pain tonight

Maybe if i fall in love with my depression it will leave me too

Every night I think about all the mistakes I’ve made and how much I really regret making chose decisions because my life could have been so much different and it was all my fault

Lying in between the memories choking me, and I don't know which way to go, but I'm okay to never know