AN: This is inspired by the song, Prisoner: By Nico Collins. Also, slight TW to $u!c!d@l ideations
I'm a prisoner
In my mind
These thoughts keep me up at night
And they never die
I want to break out
Of my head
But I'm a prisoner
And they usually turn out dead
Everything is black and white
Everything is blurry, am I losing my mind?
I don't want to fight
But I'll use my spite
Going into prison, blindsided
But knowing what to expect
But I shake my head and take the leap
And lost all my motivation to live
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Pain To Poems
PoetryThis is something I wanted to do for a while. Huge Trigger Warnings for people sensitive to super depressive topics. DISCLAIMER #1: I am in no way shape or form, $u!c!dal, but don't you ever just want to give up on life? Like, not die, but give up...
