(The picture you see is very real. And yes that is my blood)
You wrote "LET ME DIE" in your book
You've been keeping your head up in hopes to ward off bad thoughts
You've been smiling every day so that your friends think that you're okay
But now you've given up
Took to many punches to the gut and now laying on the floor
Tears are streaming down your face faster then they did the year before
Your eyes dart to sky and you yell
You yell, "Are you happy now that you got what you wanted!"
You, you shed one more tear
And like a candle, your hope is blown out
YOU ARE READING
Poetry And Other Things
PoetryA collection of poems and other stuff that I've written. Some sad, happy, or just fun.
