suicide
i'm trapped in my own world
I can't leave anymore
Everything looks blurred
I'm lying on the floor,
wishing for someone to get me out of here
I'm dying inside
My brains are blear,
And then finally, the scarf around my neck,
is getting to tight.
i'm getting out of this sick world,
tonight.
© Copyright Femke Meurs
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Femke Meurs
Geplaatst op
09-08-2015