This is the kind of weather
That makes me want to
Go on to a place where the clouds are white
Alright now that you've read that
I can tell you what I really
Wanted to say
I want the
Eternal blackness
I want the nothing
I want the end
And that's my fate
Isn't it
So why not achieve it
Now?
YOU ARE READING
Never Catch Me
PuisiA collection of poems about death. WARNING: contains death. #24 in poetry 9/25/15