Disclaimer: no owning, no sewing
Summary: More angsty poetry…. The only kind that I can write… sigh
I'm a loser…
Assisted Suicide
These tears
Falling to the floor
I shall be yours
No more (no more)
Can't you see?
You're hurting me?
You do as you please
Never taking heed
I need a release
Need some sort of peace
From this living hell
Waking nightmare
This perpetual depression
Bringing me down (down down down)
As my life finds a bend
My story comes to an end
There is one thought I tend
Is this suicide…
Or murder?
Rants…. I don't know if I like this…. Oh and incase you were wondering, no I am NOT suicidal…. Well… review dammit!!! NEEEEEEEEEEEED REVEIWS!!!!!!!!!!! Luv ya if you do, ignore you if you don't!!!