I've gone away,
Far, far, away
I won't be coming back,
To that wretched place called home,
I won't be coming back,
To see your weeping faces,
No.
I won't be coming back at all,
Not for anyone.
Beg and plead,
Wallow in your own self pity,
Cry till the day you die.
No mater what you do,
No matter what you say,
I'm not coming back.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Poetry
PoetryWhen I was feeling addicted and like I had no way out. Here's to addiction *just fucking kidding*
