Hi I'm wab from the future I strongly recommend you skip this entire chapter but I can't stop you if you won't. I don't know wtf I was thinking when writing this like wtf??? LOL
I took the meth from under the table,
Not quite so sure my mind was stable.
Weather-beaten and frail,
My body wracked with sobs I continued to wail.
Why had I taken this road?
I cried as the tears flowed.
I had taken the wrong turn,
and with that my sanity began to burn.
My body filled with regret,
I told myself not to fret.
"It would all get better in time, surely it will."
Myself I could convince,
But for the others it has been long since.
I buried my head in my hands,
remembering the seemingly excited crowd of fans.
I couldn't do it. I wasn't strong enough. I never was.
I put down the noose and set my hands loose.
I'd have a fresh start, and maybe this time I'd play it smart.
So I was just playing around with words and sorta exploring to see what I could do (pft like I could do much). This doesn't really have a sad/meaningful story behind as to why I wrote it. -wab
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A Tale of Two Idiots
Poëziethings that rhyme this cost me time There are no words capable of fully describing the amount of cringe contained in this book. You have been warned. Also, feel free to skip the first 8 chapters! *Irregular uploads *Book was created for fun and we...
