Creative Writing With The Same Thoughts

My Throat Hurts

Screaming everyday in the absence of the sun

Got me going yeah its got me going numb

Its a quarter past two and Im still with you

Wondering what in the hell we will do

I say hey fuck it would you like to kick the bucket

Here is my heart and heres where you chuck it

Im not a punk for being so drunk

I just wish I could give a fuck!

You do a twirl and I fall in love

My limp body is the anchor of,

This sturdy tree!

Just leave me be

Why do you think you should agonize me

I read a book and it read me so well

My later years to be burning in hell

I cried last month for the first time

I didnt hurt I just wanted to die

I feel so free when Im alone

But that just makes me feel so alone

I feel tied up, I feel so scared

Im worried that I'll just never be shared

I feel so ugly, so uncharismatic 

Like I myself ruin this whole fucking planet 

Theres spit on my shirt and my throat really hurts