The devil’s in my midst.
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.
I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,
Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.
I wish I could tell my brother That I loved him, But the words are tight in my thro… And I’m a coward. I wish I didn’t say “thank you”
I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
A seagull carried me away one day And took me to a secret island hid… I laughed at the waves and splashe… I even wrote notes to go with a so… The seagull was leaving and waved…
Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that
There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,
Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.
Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?
Dignity is death.
