My head
will grow heavy
My limbs
Numb
My heart
Racing
I could
Drop to the floor
Or let the bath
Overfill
Release the
Pressure
In my wrists
Wear a necklace
From the ceiling
Splatter the walls
With my thoughts
Simply drop dead
To the floor
It's so hard to live
When no one wants you alive
We all live
in such a
Psycho
Society
YOU ARE READING
Shit poems, by a shit person
Poetry~~~~~ Some of these poems are old, some are new. Trigger warning for some of them. ~~~~ Poems labeled with "x, xx, "etc. is just because I have no idea what to name them. Deal with it. ~~~~~ I use this to cope/ express how I'm feeling and stuff
