Am I going to hell for what I've done?
The cuts on my wrists are almost gone
The rope burns around my neck are dead
Are those scars all in my head?
They seemed like a dream
I tore my life apart at the seams
Do you miss me?
Did you cry a sea?
Are you sad that I didn't stop?
Did you cry when you used the mop to get rid of the red
While I rested in the hospital bed?
Cause they all laughed
As I was dying
They were laughing
As I was frowning
They were smiling
While I was lying cold
They grew old
Six feet under for me
They all lived in luxury
It isn't fair
I wish I could still breathe air
I miss you
Do you miss me too?
You can blame them for this
I was the first on their hit-list
They'll kill others with words
They'll never understand how much it hurts
I hope they're happy
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Depressing Poetry
ŞiirI wrote a depressing poem and I wanted to share. I might write more so those will be here too (Wattpad deleted my first description of this book so yeah)
