Roses are mad
Violets are sad
Suicides real
and so it death
Pay him a vist
And maybe you'll see
The jokes you said
Arent funny
You see
How bout you count to 3
1...
Hes coming
2...
No turning back your going
3...
Goodbye fo now see you again
Death has come and won again
YOU ARE READING
My escape from reality
PoëzieWhen im bored I write poems so enjoy.xx **UPDATED, AS OF 12/30/2020..** I have been inactive on this account since 2015. These poems I wrote when I was 12-14 years old. My poems in this collection can be triggering to some.
