"I never thought I'd die alone I laughed the loudest, who'd have known? I trace the cord back to the wall. No wonder it was never plugged in at all I took my time, I hurried up. The choice was mine, I didn't think enough. I'm too depressed to go on - you'll be sorry when I'm gone I never conquered, rarely came sixteen just held such better days. Days when I still alive. We couldn't wait to get outside. The work was wide, too late to try. The tour was over we'd survive. I couldn't wait till I get home to spend the time in my room. Alone, I never thought I'd die alone. Another six months I'll be unknown. Give all my things to all my friends. You'll never set foot in my room again. You'll close it off, board it off. Remember that time that I spilled the cup of apple juice in the hall. Please tell mom this is not her fault."
Adam's song by Blink 182
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PoetryA collection of poems and stories for the broken, lost, afraid, recovery, heartbroken, depressed, and many more. *Trigger warning possibly for some of these*
