dark poem I guess

Oh darling Ill tell you i want to die

or somehow maybe just start to fly.

I want to get hit by a truck

or just get sliced up,

It doesnt matter hoewever

I just want to be gone.

I cant seem to be loved,

its just like im getting shoved

not shoved towards you

nor something whats true.

You dont know what its like,

for me to be alive.
Its horror its pain it like dying inside,

so please just hand me the ride.

The ride to heaven

oh how am I begging

Im seeing my soul

while I start to howl.

Darling do you understand?

Its hard I know you were never consequent,

not towards me or the love you gave,

its always such a missbehave

even tho Im talking to you

I cant stop hating the fact

that the only darling i had

was myself,

oh darling how fun it is to hang off the shelf

- may

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