The Lowest Form Of Life: Suicide by Helena Alvarez

All these things going through my head
Cannot understand
Whats being said

Cannot understand
What im going through
Its not like you care
I mean nothing to you

This world is my sworn enemy
It and its people
Cannot stand the sight of me

I try the cherish the memories
Of the good times
Which I rarely had
Nothing else comes to mind
It makes me go mad

So I walk upon my shallow floor
Write on the wall
I Cant Take No More!

So I’ll see the light once and for all
Maybe things get better
When my brains are scattered
Upon the wall

Author: Helena Alvarez

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