I'm death in the night.
Showing off my white skin of flesh,
before I die.
Never will I believe in his and her promises.
I'd rather start killing myself.
Slowly. Inch-by-Inch.
But never again will I believe.
Never again will I believe in anything.
Again.
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Welcome to My Mind: A Book of Poems.
PoetryWelcome to my mind. These are poems kept from over the years and have continued to be written. I tend to keep things bottled inside so it's a type of therapy for myself. I'd like to share a bit of what goes on inside my mind with you.
