Blood shot rush to the head.
I'd rather fly high then walk with the dead.
They try to tell me it's ok.
But they don't wake up with this bullshit everyday.
Loving me was never his plan.
He tore me down and then he ran.
Leaving me here in my own pool of tears.
Making me relive all of my darkest fears.
She lived with a horrible crippling disease.
Nothing could ever put her at ease.
Thoughts of suicide filled her mind.
The world so cold and unkind.
Wishing she would have never been born.
The needle stings the skin as it is torn.
The poison sets in her veins quickly and the heart pumps faster.
Even God himself can't fix this perfect disaster.
She removes the tool that helped take her last breath.
Now sitting patiently waiting for death.
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Depths of Insanity (Welcome to my Mind)
PoetryHere are some poems that were written in the different depths of insanity. Some of these poems or short stories may contain some strong adult literature. Adult discretion is advised. Welcome to my mind, enjoy the trip. "I became insane with long int...