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Jun 2016
New home,
New place,
Can't count how many times
I've felt out of place
For all the times you've asked me to go
I should hate you
but no,
I still love you very much so
I ache to the bone
for all the times
Ive had to fake a new face
when you ask me if I'm okay
I'd be okay
but I've taken these drugs to the dome
just to feel the comfort in my new home
Only this time,
my heartache makes me want to die
I'm in pain DEAR
please don't ask me if I'm fine
is this goodbye?
is this a real ******* goodbye
because you're killin me
don't be shy
do it already
put me into your 72 hour watch
because at this point
i just want to die
and im afraid I'll commit
Annie
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