Dedicated to Maisie (who helped me come up with ways to die!)You see a skipping rope,
I see a hanging noose,You see a kitchen knife,
I see a blood-beckoning weapon,You see a cleansing bleach bottle,
I see a jar of poison,You see a compass,
I see a sharp object,You see a ceiling,
I see victims buried alive beneath it,You see a lake,
I see me drowning inside,You see high oxygen levels,
I see low oxygen levels,You see painful agony,
I see only blood,You see a murderer,
I see a champion,You see heaven,
I see hell,When you see death,
You cry out in pain,
When I see death,
I will NOT go out in vain,
YOU ARE READING
My voice in a world full of panic (poetry)
PoetryIn a world of political madness and anxiety at school, this is MY voice My way of getting my opinion heard. #7 in darkpoetry 3/2/20 #2 in wattpadpoetry2020 2/2/20