I made a mistake,
many hours ago,
I said "Fuck it, yes"
and popped that pill.
The world sang brightly,
Lines twisting and blurred,
colours blending and falling away into the night.
I made a mistake,
that was probably a bad thing,
but I can not seem to decide.
It released me from pain
and my pleasure all the same,
and now i am ... nothing.
I'm hollow inside.
YOU ARE READING
A Glance Into My Mind
PoesíaPoetry i have written at the proverbial best of times, and worst of times. This should give all who care a small but enticing look into the mind of one depressed and wistful sophmore.
