Cut the threads and what do you find?
A bag of sleep pills. 42 I've counted
Look it up before all goes black.
I wouldn't dare come the f### back
I care for you all and I wish you to see
That was past
Let me show you the true me
I'm awake and alive
I hope you don't hate me
Forgive me my friends.
YOU ARE READING
Poems from beyond the grave...
PoetryMainly poetry. Some thoughts and maybe a few song lyrics that I write.
