I used to wish
desperately
that my life would be
like the movies.
I wished my life
would be just like the ones
I saw on the screen.
Well, I used to.
Then one morning
I woke up
and I realized
much too late
that I never did specify
what kind of movie I wanted to be in.
So now
I'm just another tortured soul
awaiting my demise.
And though sometimes I can't tell the difference
between what's real and what isn't
I hope someone sees this
and believes me when I say
that I never wanted it to be like this.
It was an accident, I swear.
I know that
homicide can't really be an accident
especially not after all the times it's happened
but maybe I can convince someone else otherwise.
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Thoughts and Things
PoezjaA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...
