I want to be done
Done with it all.
I want to leave my body
And watch my chest fall.
Watch my chest fall,
As I take my last breath,
Watch my eyes fade,
As I drift into death.
Death, a sweet slumber.
Eternal sleep.
No more time to stress,
No more time to weep.
Though some weep in joy,
I weep in fear,
Fear of what I've done,
Fear of what is near.
For what is near,
I do not know.
The glass is not clear,
The cards do not show.
Who am I to know?
What am I to do?
What our future holds?
I haven't a clue..
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Poems From Just Another Teen
PoetrySimply some poems written by just another teenager. By the way, titles are not my strong point but Wattpad requires them so if anyone has better ideas for any of the titles I would love to hear them! :)
