One Week Off MedsA Poem by Alexandra
So I’ll climb up my stairs
And I keep f*****g up The guy I love thinks I’m so perfect When I’m not even nearly as close I want to drown in these waters Every other night Sink me further I don’t want to breath anymore So, don’t try to save me If I die before the age of 22 I don’t fit the picture I’m not bubbly I’m not even f*****g happy It’s all surface level stigma That you put on people like me I’m the most miserable The most worthless Piece of s**t On this planet So, don’t try to save If I die before the age of 22 © 2019 Alexandra |
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Added on January 4, 2019 Last Updated on January 4, 2019 |

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