My soul: floating away
Knowing well that it can't stay
Tearing open my bruised heart
Literally tearing me apart.
My small little soul
Being burned like coal
In this living hell
Where everyone refused to help
Now I live a lifeless life
And for now, I'll give up in time
Because I'm sick of living lies.
My little soul
Being Burned like coal
In this hell called life
Its only a matter of time
Before I give up
Because my soul and I aren't good enough
So, I know real well
I'm going to hell
Because...I'm me
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Dark Poetry
Acakits in the name ~sad and very depressing poems~ If you don't like my poems, then feel free to stop reading them.
