I promised death my soul
To leave was the goal
My depression filled a bowl
Of worries untold
I stare at my flesh
I peer at my face
My longing desire
For my soul to expire
Death watches me,
In the corners.
In its embers,
Death sees me,
Awaiting our reunion
I promised death my soul
To die was the goal
And reunite with my only friend,
Death
A/N
I have decided to do something special on my birthday. Hopefully, the emptiness I feel will leave me then.
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Screaming Into The Void
PoetryMy depressive emotional/creative outbursts "If you are brave enough to kill yourself, you can do anything! So you must live. You need to keep going". - From the Korean drama 'Beautiful world' ~like and comment~ ~I hope my words...
