Colorful worlds we live in Ungrateful ones too. Disastrously ones from the heart But that really ain't my fault I'm sorry, I just want to say sorry For being me. For being ridiculous. For being everything That's wrong with me.
These poems are from my inpatient mental hospital stays from July 2013. They were all churned out, one after the other, and there are much more, at least 8 pages of consecutive poems that I just won't post, haha.