When I think of all the problems
And the evil in my head
My brain begins expanding
If it explodes I might be dead
I'm tired of just thinking
There's no answers seen from here
They want to help but really
All I need is their open ear
My mind is spinning
Heart is beating
Head is pounding
Mouth is drying
As words are pouring
And I am boring
And no longer making sense
My mind's imploding
Music makes it empty
Until the song abruptly ends
I have to choose
Between two grenades
One kills me
The other kills us all
But I don't decide
Until the music fades
So the song keeps playing
And I keep hiding
My thoughts keep spinning
I wish there was another way
I may have to fade
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Poems of Death
Poetry***TRIGGER WARNING*** Feel close to death? Maybe you're not quite as close as you think. These are poems I wrote for me and people I love; some were gifts and others are just my thoughts. These are my own words and images. Although this is for mysel...
