I wanted to die
they saved my life
man, fuck this shit
it just ain’t right.
Went to the tower to see if i’d fly.
but then they decided that I should’nt try.
They ripped off my wings and tore off my feathers.
It’s for the worse not for the better.
I had it all planned wrote out the note
I was more than ready to go.
I said goodbye to the hell I called home, and walked to the bus stop that would deliver me hope, skipped down the stairs and then up to the elevator, 10 storys up with a sign that said danger.
Danger, don’t stand at the edge if you fall off you will be dead.
If only you let me if I could’ve tried.
Fuck this shit man,
I could’ve died.
:’)
1 comment
I really liked your poem. I’m glad that you decided not to jump. 🙂