These thoughts in my head,
Are getting worse.
These thoughts want me dead,
They want me in a hearse.
They're screaming so loud,
But when other people listen.
They don't make a sound,
I just hope that I'm forgiven.
These dark thoughts,
They're taking over.
The dark thoughts,
Are killing me.
These dark thoughts,
Haunt my dreams.
These dark thoughts,
Are my imaginary enemies.
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Poems
PoetryThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!
