MINDLESS
Mindless.
Blank.
Silent.
Quiet.
Yet so violent.
So loud.
Is it me?
Or my mind?
I'm not coping.
I'm losing my mind.
It's a shitshow.
I'm not special.
Coping?
What's that?
Alcohol.
Drugs.
Cigarettes.
Switchblades.
Not good enough.
Burden.
Useless.
Pointless.
Worthless.
I'm not special.
YOU ARE READING
...The Rest is History
Poetry⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ A collection of memories, in form of poems and short stories Poems don't always have to rhyme do they?
