My end is coming
My end is coming
My end is coming
My end is coming
MY END IS COMING
MY END IS COMING
MY END IS COMING
MY END IS COMINGAND NO ONE WILL BE THERE WITH ME
OH GOD
OH PLEASE GOD
OR GODS
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO
JUST PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY
AH
HYPERVENTILATING
HURTS
SCARED
RELAPSE
AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
YOU ARE READING
Abstraction
Non-Fiction[Started on: June 14, 2022] This is an abstraction of real thoughts. My thoughts. Every time I feel harsh worry, dread, or fear, I will write; I will write right here. Those who want to read about another's poetry, go ahead, but I can't promise...
