why do you love me? I am yet a monster.
why do you love me? people say i have no soul.
why do you love me? i am too sensitive.
why do you love me? i am too isolated and trapped in my own head.
why do you love me? depression drags me back to my bed.
why do you love me? all i see is bloodshed...
why do you love me? i am fat.
why do you love me? people call me a brat.
why do you love me?
the sun falls behind the ocean, and my toes sink into the squishy sand.
i stare over the wide expanse, feeling an odd feeling of nastolgia as i close my eyes.
i am in a dark place, and a swirling vortex drags me into the ground, eating at my insides and dragging me to that knife.
that knife.
m y
b e s t
f r i e n d
YOU ARE READING
I'm Insane
Poetry**TRIGGER WARNING** this is a vent about my shitty life, enjoy :))
