ill
a game for losers
i can fight it
a game for experts
i can beat it
i don't believe in diseases
i believe in cures
i want to stay home
my friends all hate me
i want to be home
my friends all love me
i believe in a disease
that has no cure
i love you too
but i am dying
you love me too
but i am leaving
i have a disease
and it has been cured
YOU ARE READING
insomniac // poetry
Poetrymy eyes were ripped out my veins were emptied with a death glare and a fearing stare i can see what it is that you'll be futurely you make me dream of things & all i can see is you dying in the end all we want is to stand but we just can't xxx
