The boogeyman sleeps
on your side of the bed.
Whispers in my ear:
"Better off dead"
Fills my dreams with sirens
And lights of regret.
Kisses me gently when
I wake up in a sweat.
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Sad Poems
PoetryHere are some sad poems that I made and/or stole from the internet. Hope you like it. Don't judge me!!!
