I like to think that when I wake up the days will be a little bit better
the sun will shine a little bit brighter
the birds will sing just a little bit louder
but
when I wake up into the dark and dreary life that I have made myself
I realize that I was wrong
that it doesn't get better
and I'm just waiting and sitting for death to take me
and I'm not quite sure what to do
but that's okay I was never quite sure what to do in the first place
I guess that's why I'm here,
in the dark and dreary part of life
because I don't know what to do
And I'm just not lucky
- R. Blackwell
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Stretch Marks
PoetryI'm slowly getting better. I write things here because it clears my head. Read it if you wish. Just a bunch of horrible poetry. The gray areas are hard. so i'll write through them "Starry skies and butterflies are all it takes to fall in love" ~R.Bl...
