Why should I care?
Their minds are clear, my soul is shattered.
Why should I care?
I held their heats as they pain and battered.
Who should I care?
They're all dead.
Why should you blame me?
I ran no cult.
Why should you blame me?
It's their own fault.
Why should you care?
Poor unfortunate souls.
Why should I die?
Here I stand on my own coffin.
Why should I die?
My lungs hacking and coughing.
Why should I die?
Now all I see is red.
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➳ the things i never say out loud
PoetryPoems by yours truly, because sometimes we aren't happy and that's okay. Happiness doesn't last forever, neither does sadness.
