The End Of My Life
i look outside
and its a rainy day
my enthusiasm is not so strong
sarcasm is natural
when people talk 2 me during my favourite song
a tear runs down my cheek
as my heart feels sorrow
because im stuck in this horrid place
its dark and damp
and rats run all over
but its still the anniversary of my death
iv been gone for three years
lost in my mind
oblivious to the rest of the world
my tombstone is dirty and cracked
but there is no name engraved
because i have not yet figured out
who i was am and always have been
my life is in-debt
to the one that gave me time to find myself
i have 6 more days till it all ends
and if im not found
then my bones will turn to ashes and soak into the ground
poem by Kelsey Leroux
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