May 2017
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 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.
