Poems ~~~ I will update the title eventually.

I Sold My Soul to the Devil, For A Kazoo

I signed my soul to the devil
For a kazoo
A kazoo
Out of all the things I could wish for
The thing I wanted was a kazoo
I mean it wasn't like I wasn't already going to hell
I just could have wished for much more
I could have wished to not be a fuck up
Or to screw up everything
Every relationship
Every situation
Every word that comes from my mouth
Is screwed up
Maybe I should speak
Maybe I should just let
The tears
Dribble from my eyes
As I sit in pitch-black darkness
In the middle of my bed
The only light is the from my old chrome book
Which is starting to fall apart
As I read angsty stories
Watch angsty shows
To find anything to make me cry
Because I know I cannot without it
I am incapable of crying
Unless for stupid reasons
I force it back down my throat
Waiting for it to bubble up
For some stupid reason
My music reflects what I am feeling
Me fucking up another conversation with my friends
Saying some more stupid shit
That gets me in trouble
So the devil will come to say a reap, my soul
He knows what I have wished for
He has given it to me
And someday I will only be the howling wind
That you feel on a cold windy day
Because I will be gone then
With nothing to show for me
Except for the kazoo
I signed my soul to the devil
For a kazoo