Hello, my lovely old shell.
Getting out of you was hell.
But, as you can likely tell,
Life's not going very well.
I need to go numb again.
I know I'll probably go insane,
But I don't need to be in prison.
So I now hand you all my emotion.
Take it from my sight.
Don't let it see the light.
This time I won't fight.
I'll let you hold me tight.
YOU ARE READING
ImmortalVirgo's Book of Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems, both new and old. From all accounts I've owned on wattpad, and random ones I've written on my own time.
