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Jul 2023
I keep my life in a over night bag
I need to be medicated so I won’t feel sad
I want off of the carousal
I got sold a ticket headed straight to hell
Oh these days I just feel like ****
I’m so simpleminded I’m an idiot
I don’t wanna die but don’t get me wrong
They say life is short but Iv been like this for way to long

So set all sails at half mass
Ill someday get there but not so fast
I’m to Blame for all my mistakes
I’m sick of sappy memories leaven me with the shakes
You know I love you but I’m not the one
You can definitely tell I’m my fathers son

I don’t want to be here so don’t act surprised
I had a dream we’re I actually died
The word of death leaves with a awful taste
I just wish for my memory’s to be erased
I want to disappear find something new
But I don’t want to disappoint all of you

So set all sails at half mass
Ill someday get there but not so fast
I’m to Blame for all my mistakes
I’m sick of sappy memories leaven me with the shakes
You know I love you but I’m not the one
You can definitely tell I’m my fathers son
Written by
Nolan Minnix NEC
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