my body is
nothing but numb
my fingers
they're cold as ice
but even though
my eyelids feel heavy
i'll continue to
fucking write,
i'll spill my heart
onto this paper
with my blood and
watch it soak up
my god damn
l i f e l i n e
i took these pills
with intentions of
getting high
but i won't be disappointed
if in the end
i just fucking die.
YOU ARE READING
Reflection
PoetryReflection (n.) serious thought or consideration. [lowercase intended] All material written by me.
