Sad stuffA Poem by Nathan Mann
I can't think or close my eyes
I'm just an annoyance, a group of flies. Tell me, what did I do? I hate myself, that much is true. Accusations of telling a lie You hate me too, it's cut and dry. I'll make some tea and watch it steep. stir all night, I can't sleep. Eyes snap open, thoughts collide. Lives might be better if I had died.
© 2013 Nathan Mann |
Stats
189 Views
1 Review Added on March 6, 2013 Last Updated on March 6, 2013 |