when i look in the mirror,
all i feel is,
disgust,
the things i would do,
to look different,
the money i would spend,
the promises i would make,
but sadly this is not possible,
so all i can do,
is grip the steel,
let it pierce my flesh,
and savour the sweet release. ~j.p
YOU ARE READING
the nonexistence
Poesiajust poems about my life ig the ups and downs? for the best reading experience listen to the playlist attached https://open.spotify.com/playlist/05UXxqdJ9DCToRmVJykTQy?si=993eb6d3d17641bc
