I've been poisoned
The symptons are clear
I've been poisoned
Don't come near
What started as discomfort
Has grown
'til it makes me want to fall onto the dirt
And escape the to the world of unknown
Alas, I cannot leave
This geometry review gives me no reprieve
As I sit and toil
While my stomach continues to boil
This is the second time
And each time it gets no better
A/N: Food poisoning... Lol. Second time I've got it from school food. Now solidifying my views on the quality of school stuff-that-they-serve-us-and-expect-us-to-eat. THEY'RE TRYING TO MURDER US ALL.
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Inner Silence
PoetryThe inner silence is always there. Waiting. watching. recording. Recording the chaos and misery of my existence. A collection of depressing poems of my life.
