A small hiccup
A miscalculation
And I'm on the floor killing myself
Over and over
I can feel poison brewing in me
In my words
And in my actions
There is so much white noise
Sorry
YOU ARE READING
The Pointless Book
RandomJust a collection of pointless thoughts from a pointless girl
Unfinished Poem #8
A small hiccup
A miscalculation
And I'm on the floor killing myself
Over and over
I can feel poison brewing in me
In my words
And in my actions
There is so much white noise
Sorry
