in my head

8:49 pm | oct 22

messing up time
for now i declare to stop the rhyme
or why not make a poem
that has no tone
or what about piece with no meaning
yes exactly with no feeling
try to just think about whatever
like no pressure at all unlike pulling a lever
or just lazily gather up
more known as brain dump
ah, sorry this makes no sense
i’m a mess, anyway, who thinks about jumping off fence
i seriously feel nothing at all
similar to numb who fall
but never really felt the pain
too sad if there’s a running train
if hell doesn’t exist
or suicide by cutting my wrist
is not a sin
i’m probably dead and forgotten just like a rusty pin