I dream of the night.
The Boy With A Gas Mask
01 Apr, 2016 06:07 PMI dream of the night, And try to block out my fright. I can't fight this much longer. My craving for the blade is stronger. I have lost my honor. I must be a goner. My eyes flood with a tear. I am afraid my time is near, my dear. I take this knife, To take my life. For one last slip with one last slit will be my end, I thank you always for being my friend.
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Post a Comment26 Aug, 2016 05:46 PM
To whom ever may be reading this I ask you to please leave an HONEST comment even if you do not like this poem I would like your feed back still and try and improve on my poetry.
22 Oct, 2016 01:43 AM
I Like This.