trigger warning: mild suicidal thoughts
Water was cold but I
continued to splash it on my face
In hopes to wash my sorrow away
Or at least to make me numb.
I didn't know my eyes could be this puffy
But then I've never cried this much.
"You can be easily influenced"
The voices continued to hiss
They think I'll fail
Before I've even tried.
Is being naive a crime?
Or they want me to be mean
Deep inside, I know they don't
But neither for me to stay clean.
Music comes to my rescue,
My savior, my hero.
But I still feel so low
Can't yet put on a show.
The thought of hanging intrigues me
But from where, I can't decide.
I wanna know what chlorine tastes like
Or perhaps, even cyanide?
But what if death is even worse
The thought makes me stop thinking
So in this dark abyss
Only one thought remains-
Meh.
Cuz anyway, I'm a good actress.
A/n: sorry, I know it didn't kinda rhyme.... I was trying my hand at freestyle poetry...
YOU ARE READING
Sad Beautiful Tragic
PoetryJust some poems/songs I wrote when I was getting bored or emotional or whatever... I wrote first few of them long time ago when I wasn't very good at this so... don't judge me plz XD
