The silent pitter patter of the rain
I wish these thoughts would go away
My mind is spinning round and round
My mind has chained me to the ground
Can't leave
Can't stay
I'm in a haze
With water
With blades
There's only one way
A noose tied too loose
Is a mistake I can't make
Could Jump off of a bridge
But there's room for suffrage
A gun to the head
Now I'm getting somewhere
To my temples I could live
But down my throat
I won't choke
I won't scream
I won't breath
Goodbye
That's the end of me
YOU ARE READING
tbd
Poetryhi there, welcome to a collection of my writing from times when i was at my best, and at my lowest. buckle up, this could be a rollercoaster..
