I'm dead on the inside,
I'm dead on the outside.
What's the difference?
There's none.
I'm tired on the inside,
I'm tired on the outside,
Caffeine stopped working
weeks ago.
I'm falling from light,
I'm falling to darkness.
I've been falling,
I've been dying,
And now,
I'm dead.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust some rants by me. Maybe I'll publish my sucky old ones, maybe I won't. You'll never know.
