i kind of want to disappear,
without a trace.
no consequences.
no memories.
just vanish.
i don't want to be here.
i hate the cold.
it fucking hurts to breathe.
i've tried so very hard,
to make these thoughts go away,
but they show up whenever i finally am getting better.
it's fucking annoying.
i just want to leave the pain,
without anyone caring.
no consequences.
no memories.
just leave,
without a trace.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
lost words
PoesiaIf only you knew how you bring us to tears. I have since learned that you enjoy feeding off our fears. If only you knew how millions of your victims felt. And as I finally found the courage, I knelt. Looking upon the graves of the long lost souls, n...
