My Eyes Are Heavy, <br />Full Of Sleep, <br />My Tears Twinkle, <br />When I Weep, <br />My Face Is Pale, <br />My Lips Are Blue, <br />My Obsession With Depression, <br />Has Taken Hold, <br />My Addiction To Self Infliction, <br />Is Getting Worse, <br />I Watch My Blood Role Down The Drain, <br />I Feel Relive In My Pain, <br />I Hate This Life, <br />As I Carved This Word Into My Arm <br />With A Knife, <br />Once Again My Worries Fade, <br />And I Dream Of a Better Day, <br />So Here I Am, <br />Half One In The Morn, <br />Fourteen Years And To Many Tears, <br />Already The Depression Has Taken Hold, <br />Fourteen Years, <br />Not Many Stories To Be Told, <br />But The Depression Has the Hold.<br /><br />Anna Reeves<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-fight-for-my-life/
