Your leaves sway in the wind
Peaceful and quiet
I'm ready for my end
To get away from my mental riot
With the ropes
I can finish it all
With all my hopes
I'll just fall
My sanity pulls me away
But my depression pulls me closer
They fight all the way
Till one of them is the loser
All my sanity is soon lost
My depression gets greater
With this beautiful tree
And this pretty rope
I can escape
YOU ARE READING
Monsters
Thơ caI'm just going to be posting a bunch of cool poems that I write. That's really it. Doop
