Go and jump off that train;
Go and pull that triger;
Go and take those pills;
Go and cut your skin;
Go,
Go,
Because in the end,
No one will save you
The way I did;
Nobody will love you the
Way I do;
No one will give a fuck like I do.
YOU ARE READING
Abundance of poems;
PoetryPerhaps writing poems is just my only escape that I could think of;
