I hate myself
It's plain and simple
And everyone else hates me too
My thoughts tell me so
In the dead of the night
They whisper words of comfort
While I'm warm in my bed
But it's not comfort necessarily
It's just familiar
The familiar jaws of my impending death
YOU ARE READING
A Book of Poems
PoetryJust some of the poems I've written. I figured I should post some to get some feedback. Thanks for reading :)
