A Different Land Poem by Atlantic Shay
A Different Land
I lay on my bed with it in my hand
Thinking of a different land
Remembering all the bad
That i have had
Within my life
Trying to end it with a knife
Things going through my mind
And if you look all you'll find
Is a place of death
You might be thinking i'm on meth
I'd prefer to live in hell
Cause now, in my life i have fell
To the end of all i know
You are no longer a friend but a foe!
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