Short Stories!

Down The Drain

This is a poem, basically describing how I feel right now.

Down The Drain:

Six months down the drain,

Will I make it back again?

Back to the stop with one blow,

But my feelings will start to show.

I lay alone on the cold hard floor,

It's starting to hurt all the more.

With this blade in hand,

And the pills near by,

Who knows that today I'll die.

Promises are broken everday,

Now my happiness will fade away.

All those times I'd cry...

It's time to say goodbye.

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Well that was a poem about how I have spent six months, not doing anything reckless... And I started again. I've been so sick lately and I haven't had time to write. I'm sorry, I'll write as soon as I can.