I cry as I write this.
Letting my mind get the best of me.
I'm much like a balloon.
I only bust when I can't hold anymore.I want to break my promises.
I want to cut myself.
So deep.
That I fall to the floor.My mom has a gun.
That should do the trick.Maybe its the world that I want to end
Not myself.
Either way something has to go.
Might as well be me.I drown in my own thoughts.
While insects drown
in the puddles I create.I'm a fuck up.
And everyone knows it.
I can't do anything right.
But I try so damn hard.I can't kill my sorrows.
No matter how much alcohol I take.My life is full of lies
And ups and downs.
I'm sure yours is too.
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PoetryAll of the poems are all written by me. please comment, your criticism is always welcomed.