The free
Blood is red
dead bodies are blue
cant you see
that they will hurt you.
I sit alone only finding myself hemming at the leftovers, of the empty fridge that is my fucking stomach.
I tried to escape the train wrecked thoughts
but its just not worth it anymore
who cares anymore,
I mean do you?
I didn't think so so please help me escape my own god damn mind.
last i know you cant.
The halls of silence
The walls echoed with disbelief
the doors kissed with insecurity
on every hinge.
the streets filled with
what ifs
and has beens.
stuck in the past.
and the future to far.
the cabs that drove
took me home
to a place
where heaven meets hell
and all is unwell so i say
let me go!!!
YOU ARE READING
Tragic
Şiirpoems that describe my feelings. I dont want them to offend anoyone so please read with courtousy
