It just hurts
So fucking much
I really need to go
But for some reason I'm staying
I have to stay according to rule
But the pain is plentiful
The stress is taking away my sanity
Piece by piece
I want to go now
I think I'll go
Yet I can't just simply fucking die
For if I do I'll be more of a mess
YOU ARE READING
Out There
PoetryPoems from my mind, which is out there scattered in the galaxy. This book will tend to be off, but that's ok.
