"What's with the all black?"
It's nothing
"Oh, I'm sorry for your loss.."
Loss?
I've lost no one but myself
If anything
You all have lost
You lost me
Rather, you left me
You all left me to die
This is my funeral
Come to see the corpse
This is a beautiful casket
I cannot wait till my body is laid within it
I cannot wait till everyone shows up to my burial
Only to forget about me 1 hour later
But first
Someone has to kill me
Or should I do it myself?
YOU ARE READING
Infatuated Bliss
Poetry"This is the mindscape carved by a blade, engraved into my mind. The same blade I used to carve the word Happy into my skin" ~ Assassain_Music #18 in MentallyUnstable #967 in Anxiety..that's impressive-right??
