The fourth wall is broken,
And reality's seeping in..
The series is finally over..
The story's met its end.A blank sheet of paper,
A pen in hand...
A lighter in the other,
All according to plan...So Where's the analysis?
Is it all in my head?
The silence is deadly..
Now this is the end.Until then?
Until when-
When my heart is torn to shreds?
When everyone is finally dead?What's going on?
I really don't know..
Is he ok?
I really hope so..One by one, they're falling away..
And it gets harder day by day...There's nothing I can do
except sit here and wait,
As I lay here and drown
In a pool of their hate
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Poems of an angsty teen
PoetryHey, I'm depressed and write my feelings down sometimes.