My suicidal candy
There’s candy everywhere
Littering the floor
My candy openers still here
The bottle’s near the door
And so to open that candy,
The opener had to touch my wrist
And out flowed wonderful things
My Twizzlers, and my Licorice
And it hit the floor
Never stopping, my Licorice spring
So I drank my bottle of wonder potion
That dissolved almost everything
And little pills of chocolate
M&M’s, can’t you see?
A bottle of a magic Fruit Punch
All this candy is for me
More Fruit Roll up
Go down my arm
More white Skittles
They are my charm
And I keep slipping,
With my opener knife
Oh Butterfingers!
Life Savers with no life
Keep ‘em coming hands
More Jub Jubs, more Twix
More chocolate coated apples
Now they are my fix.
And I know what you’re thinking
How can she eat so much candy?
But don’t worry, I won’t be long
But they do come in handy.
Because now I’ve escaped
Now I’ve tricked thee
I’m leaving this awful world
And taking my suicidal candy.
I wrote this because some bad things are happening to me, and i needed to get it out. If you didn't notice, the candy represents something else, but since food has been my recent problem(I don't like to eat) , I wanted to show my previous/recent problem with that problem mixed in. And all of the candy means something else. I just hope everyone gets what i meant....
poem by Cena Rose
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