I don't want to get out of bed.
I just wanna be dead.
I'm holding on by a thread.
What you said cannot be unsaid.
Just a phase.
These days just blaze by.
All I do is cry.
But I lie through it all.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThis is not a story, but there are going to be many poems that can tell stories. There will be many parts to this. Have a great day! :)
