Voices *=the first line
it's loud in here*
and i cant seem to cope
i'm starting to wish
someone would slit my throat
if there is an answer
i know what it is
you might know too
and if you're reading this
you probably do
the answer can be found
at the end of that blade
i don't want to be here
i can't do this anymore
next thing you know
they find me on the floor
YOU ARE READING
ash's poems
PoetryThese are just some poems. I enjoy writing a lot so that's pretty much the extent of the situation. If you want me to write a poem for you I would be happy to so yes I'm open to request. And if you want to use one of my poems in a book then just ask...
