I’m gonna die in two days and I don’t know if I should be happy about it. Kite, I am but I just can’t figure out why.
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What do you do when only one thing helps
But you can’t even do that right?
Take the bottle of pills off the shelf
Cuz you fuck everything up in your life
Well that’s what I just did
Downed pills like shots on new years
Popped the tops off a couple of new beers
Ran up to my room and hid
Under my bed cutting my wrist
Making designs to shame an artist
My cuts have a contest
To see who can go the farthest
First prize went from my armpit
Down to my fist
Left arm useless but I still have my right
To end my life […]
When I think About You
When I think about you
I wonder if you feel whispers biting at your ear
Attempting to notify your heart
Do you hear
That you are the pinnacle of a little boy’s thoughts?
I fear
Every time my memory drops an ice cube down my back
Kissing each vertebrae cold
That you are thinking about me in a shade too close to black
Because in my thoughts exhausted by you
I only concoct colors of yellow and blue
I wonder if your mind paints pictures of me
The same ones I draw of our fingers wrapping warmly
Do you […]