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                                                                                     Sometimes I wish

                                                                                      I could disappear.

                                                                                      Not die,

                                                                                       But- disappear

                                                                                     Just for a little while.

                                                                                      Take a walk

                                                                                     On a shady path;

                                                                                      And slowly-

                                                                                      Very, very, slowly

                                                                                     Let the shadows envelope me.

                                                                                     Let them swallow me-

                                                                                     I want to get away

                                                                                     From everyone

                                                                                     And just take a-

                                                                                     Break.

                                                                                     A break.

                                                                                     A temporary relief

                                                                                    From everything.

                                                                                    You could say

                                                                                    It's like dying...

                                                                                    It's death without the commitment

                                                                                    But the second best thing

                                                                                    To disappearing,

                                                                                     Is sleep

                                                                                     So please

                                                                                    My lovely

                                                                                    Sleep.

                                                                                     Rest.

(A/N Hey guys sorry for the late update)

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