i was always dead; i am dead

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my life flashed before my eyes

I saw all the bullying I despise

I am the creator of my own demise

my friends have moved on

my family's getting along

everything is so much better now that I am gone

and I have come to the conclusion

my existence, and illusion

see I was always dead

an empty soul

tears of dread

now I see

there was nothing here in this life

meant for me

and I will not make the mistake

of breathing again

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