A poem. First one in a long time.
When will the world end?
I'm bored
When will this night cease to exist?
I need to sleep.
Why is it that when I shut my eyes, I can feel two spikes pressing into me?
Through me?
What the fuck is the plan?
Play it again Sam
Another bad poem
again
When will the world end?
I'm bored
When will this night cease to exist?
I need to sleep.
Why is it that when I shut my eyes, I can feel two spikes pressing into me?
Through me?
What the fuck is the plan?
Play it again Sam
Another bad poem
again