I'm dead.
Okay?
It's pretty cool.
They have wifi up here.Don't cry at my funeral.
Seeing as you didn't care about my life.
Or my social anxiety.
Or depression.
Or 'disordered eating'
(obviously it's not an eating disorder)
And you didn't seem to notice me 'not being myself lately' either.
Damn right because I'd been thinking about suicide more.
Well.
Now there's no more waiting in anticipation.
You got what you wanted.
Me.
Dead.
Okay?
Have a nice life.
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Poems with a twist
PoezjaWhen I get to my lowest I write these. Let's hope I never have to use them. (Or not) If you are a lucky enough to be part of this (you will know if this applies) , then congratulations, your existence has made a big enough effect on my life to be me...