I breathed in
the toxic chemicals.
Drank the poison
I have poured in my own glass.
I drank and breathed
all night long.
I was wasting away.
Rotting.
Decaying.
Dying.
I shivered and cried
tears of agony.
I don't want to die!
I wanted to blame
someone, anyone.
Yet I know,
that no one is to blame,
That it is I,
Is the one who is killing
myself.
I need to be saved
from myself.
- Asteria
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Swinging Around the Cosmos || Poetry
Poetry[ and my airborne legs swung around the cosmos ] Poetry of the vast inky space. Some might be influenced by greek mythology.
