i always said
i would
never
do it.
i always said
i never
think
about it.
i have,
though.
does it
hurt?
who will
miss me?
what happens
after?
take back
please
to when my
life remained
free
and
blessed
fast forward
it to when
i lay in
sickbed
not knowing
when it is going
to come.
rewind to when
i was fresh,
innocent,
an angel.
and keep me
innocent,
fresh,
an angel.
save me
from the
gaping hole
that sparkles
with
black
because
this disease
has left me
dead.
May 11, 2017
May 11, 2017 at 10:55 AM UTC
i always said
i would
never
do it.
i always said
i never
think
about it.
i have,
though.
does it
hurt?
who will
miss me?
what happens
after?
take back
please
to when my
life remained
free
and
blessed
fast forward
it to when
i lay in
sickbed
not knowing
when it is going
to come.
rewind to when
i was fresh,
innocent,
an angel.
and keep me
innocent,
fresh,
an angel.
save me
from the
gaping hole
that sparkles
with
black
because
this disease
has left me
dead.
I never have spoke of this out loud, but I need to feel this crap, so here we go. I can't keep on being this perfect child; I got into another college after I didn't like my previous one. I had a boyfriend, but I broke up with him. I get good grades. And I don't have it all. I'm not saying I'm depressed because that feeling stays with you, but I am sad. I'm mad at this ****** world.
