I'm not as happy as you think
I'm slowly going on the brink
I harm
I starve
I try to drink till I'm happy
With each drink
I fall and fall
I cry
I scream
I wail and wail
But no one is ever there
I sit
I look
I think
I stare
If only anyone would actually care
YOU ARE READING
My Dark, Creepy Poems.
RandomIDK what you'll read. Depending on my mood depends how dark and twisted it gets it can also be a bit sad. Like I said depends on my mood. They will be poems I came up with at the moment. Not going to be well thought out, but I hope u read and enjoy...
