Good Night.
I'LL be in my room
Falling asleep to a peaceful tune
I make no promise of seeing you soon
As I slit my wrist, and the blood blooms
The room spins as I start to swoon
Falling asleep, feeling numb and loose
I'm losing you,
This is true
But sweetie, I'll be sure that you'll lose me to a tightened noose
Maybe I'll see you soon, because you lost me, and I never lost you
YOU ARE READING
Random thoughts
PoetryAlright so.... this probably won't make sense... its just a bunch of random crap....
