Aug 2016
I black out as I hear my name
beep. beep. beep.
Death is peaceful. Maybe I'm not dead.
It's a *dream
A dream in which I cannot be woke from.
The thought of it. My death dream it's like the best thing.
And it is very intoxicating
beep. beep. beep.
Death is peaceful. Maybe I'm not dead.
It's a *dream
A dream in which I cannot be woke from.
The thought of it. My death dream it's like the best thing.
And it is very intoxicating
By the way I'm not suicidal or anything but this is an ok poem.
