Would you be mad at me if I ended me?
If the person you see was finally free?
This happy and charming and fake face
Now a blackened and bruised disgrace.
Would you be angry at my past faults
Tell me in my letter I spelled a word wrong?
Or would you cry and scream and punch the wall
And say you wish you knew at all?
Would you be sad if I ended me?
Just remember that I'm no longer in pain.
YOU ARE READING
Tidbits
RandomSince I am unable to write a complete story, I'll just compile old story pieces, and compose new ones, here. Edit. I'm just gonna post any creative writings that I find. Be it poems, story beginnings, verses, whatever. Enjoy.
