Might As Well Be Dead Poem by jackrabbit krjs

Might As Well Be Dead



I might as well be dead
Tonight no thoughts in my head
No lights on as I get ready for bed
Just silence
My senses hightened
As every noise makes my muscles tighten
My stomach is turning
Is my heart beating?
It must be cause its hurting

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jackrabbit krjs

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Carlsbad, New Mexico
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