Die Poem by Jordan Myrie
Die
Rating: ★4.5
Feels like the walls are closing in
The cold blade up against your skin
Blood is dripping down your arm
Don't do it don't do no harm
Pass out on the wooden floor
Body up against the door
Thats right die let your sorrows go
You'll go to hell your in for a show
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
When I got sad, I just picked up the pencil and started righting.
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