I feel like Hannah Baker
Every night staying wide Awake
I used to have so much at stake
Now I can't even find the words to make
I don't know a new song maybe
At least my heart doesn't ache
Anymore
Feelings?
Regret?
Empathy?
What are those?
I don't know man but I'm happy Whit what I choose
I rather be numb and alone but smart
Than being happy and my ignorance blowing off the charts
I rather being labeled as a psychopath in this society
Than being considered normal
My friends tell me
Have a heart
Have a soul
That's what choked
And kill me in the first place
Not going to be the prey
Of those
I'm going to step and make my Chase
As much of it sounds strange
I'm getting sicker
In rhymes and in mind
I can sense the Inquisition coming to get my dumbass
Just hope I don't teleport to Outlast
That would certainly be very bad
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Rhymes From My Mind
PoetryThis book is about poetry that comes to my mind sometimes. The Rhymes written inside are 100% mine.