save me please
if it's not to late for me
i know that what i am inside
will make you stay away from me
this haunting dark that lies inside
will show itself within your eyes
and then you'll run with fright you'll hide
while i'll be left to weep and cry
with all my might i'll try to scream
a hopeless fight from what it seems
thoughts unravel within my dreams
if there is a god i will be deemed
unworthy of an afterhome
a pest beneath prestigious thrones
looking up as i descend
falsify my innocence
YOU ARE READING
suicide
PoetryYou bullied me.... now we're both the same. I don't know why you did it. I don't know what I did to you, but I guess it doesn't matter now since I'm dead. And since you're here with me I can only assume that you're dead too. So now we can spend an e...
