Others weaknesses but my drugs
Feeling nothing
Not breathing
Seeing black
And no hearing others opinions
Leave me be
Let me deteriorate into darkness
And cry
I will Let me sink to the bottom of your heart
And i'll fly I will
Don't try to stop me
I want this
To see all the fizzy coloured spots
And to know that my blood clots
The heart rate monitors my life
But does this mean it's nice
To know that I'm not human.
Sitting upright, thinking I could pull the cord
And end this darkness
But religion saves me
God saves me
And I think life hurts
So I feel it for others-
So that I smother
YOU ARE READING
In The Presence Of Me
PuisiA collection of words, stringed together to form a destruction of Poetry chosen accordingly by a close friend of mine @DR-GenreX #3 in life