My heart isnt where it should be, Its not in my chest.
I took it out for a girl to have because i thougt she was best.
Its in my stomach its in my thorat,
No, like her its on a boat.
We take for granted what little we have and dont see what we have done,
Im here right now to say stay strong. I know it shouldnt be said but i started looking for my gun.
I need a blade or maybe a pipe? Fuck it wheres my knife.
Yall dont need me so to all of yall, im taking my fucked up life.
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Poems I won't look back on.
PoetryPoems of both happy, sad, and random moments that inspired me to write.