TW: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, IMPLIED SH, & IMPLIED ED
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As I Die,
Let my unkempt room
Be my final thoughts and attempts at communication
How i gave up so much i just couldn't bother
All i wanted was for things to be different
The clothes scattered on the floor
Is the red on my legs,
The half-empty dishes and bottles
Are a result of my disorders,
The hospital bands
Were your warnings,
And the messy mirror how i saw myself,
Covered in dust and icks
This is what you expected
And what i deserved
Maybe things would've turned out different
If my room was clean
YOU ARE READING
Watch me Wilt
Poetryi've saved up a lot of old poems in my notes and i feel like it might be nice to share them. i'll make sure to add proper TWs to each chapter so please be aware of that. I hope you can enjoy this as much as i've worked to make it. Please feel free t...
