SoonA Poem by angI'm rotting away More and more every day There's a hole where my heart used to be It's empty But somehow I'm free Something about the empty space Brings peace to my body at a suicide pace It's an addiction A feeling of calm Growing at a constant rate Overtaking everything I am The hollowness is better than the pain I've found an escape That proves I'm insane The calm keeps me here A needle in my vein My desire to be numb Is destroying my brain © 2015 angAuthor's Note
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