All is calm
just shallow breaths heard.
Drip drip
time slows down.
Your life fades past like many times before.
Only at the end you find yourself
at a different door.
Rather than hating your life.
And regretting the past.
You see all the good hidden their at last.
As you lay in that tub.
Blood flowing around.
You wish to go back in time.
Because death is no longer the answer.
For you see the happiness hidden.
But alas it is to late.
You regret meeting an early fate.
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PoetryMaybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, becau...
