January 2012
5 posts
5
I wish I was dead
How easy it is to die
I want it to stop
4
My head is too big
From my neck it contorts
It is time to sleep
3
In the highest demand
Common form is a lost cause
In the world I hate
2
depth pushes me
slanted and withered sprial
i detest myself
1
I am looking forward
to something new and exciting
I sit patiently