One day you will just find me,
In a sea of beautiful red,
And looking so peaceful,
Lying gracefully dead.
I'll try to remember,
To lock the door,
To postpone that pain,
'Till you find me on the floor.
I may leave a note,
With meaningless last words,
And I'll draw pictures of flowers,
And pretty blue-birds.
YOU ARE READING
The Catalyst To My Goodbye
RandomPoetry, probably some literature, and a whole lot of mess. Warning: themes of depression, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, sexual/domestic abuse, death, anxiety and loneliness.
