WHATS WRONG?
"You asked me what's wrong?
And this is my simple explanation.
My life sucks that's the problem.
I want to die that's the solution. So I sharpened my blade today. And now I'm bleeding.
Its all better now.
I stopped.
I'm not so cold.
My throat doesn't feel so swollen, my face isn't as itchy, and my wrist isn't bleeding no more.
Its getting late now,
and I should be getting some sleep. So I'm going off to bed now. Goodnight....
No. No. I swear I'm alright.
Alright. Alright.
It just my heart it hurts!
But I am fine, alright?
I am okay, always am.
No need to call.
No need for me to pick up, if you wanna hear my voice.
Have fun listening to my voicemail, cause I am rejecting your call.
Cause today I don't feel like talking.
So now I must go, off to bed.
Now you know what's going on.
And please dont bother to leave a voicemail, I wont be hearing it any time soon. "
YOU ARE READING
TRUST ME
PoetryA collection of short/long poems I have written through out the years. Some sad/depressing and some happy.
