This poem is going to be different.
when i cut my wrists in half nobody ever fucking believed i wanted to die half the humanity in me had left my body
The bathroom walls melted and swallowed me whole.
every hymn i listened to
every bird that chirped
Every violin string
Told me to drown
But alas! I'm an immortal.
My arteries refuse to burst
When i crash my car it stars
To fly
Its a devilish game that the
Lord is playing with me
Everytime i jump off a cliff
It cracks my head but never kills me
I've heard every cry of my heart
And all it was searching for
Was love.
And fuck my stubborness
When i did not get love
I decided to die.
But alas! An immortal.
Life is a curse
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कथा | rotten poems
PoetryMy helplessness has written itself in words , o woe. I surrunder to you all of me. Copyright @ Mehak COMPLETED // 2019
