Jun 25 2011
Have I Lost My Mind
I sit here
waiting
for my death.
My wrists
are bleeding.
Yet
I’m alive
and well.
Even though
my thoughts
are
SUICIDE.
I don’t know
what this means.
Am I
crazy,
depressed,
lost.
All three
most likely.
So I’ll bring
the bottle
to my lips.
Let the
liquid
burn my throat.
I should
throw away
the blade.
Greyson
was able to.
Why can’t I?
Have I
lost my
mind?
sanity is overrated. being crazy protects u from some of the worst things reality can throw at u
great poem
btw GREYSON IS THE HOTTEST EMO EVER