Flip A Coin Poem by Gurr Wolf

Flip A Coin



Heads you win and tails I lose
It always comes right back to you
Every thought and every tear
Every fight and every fear

Tails you win and heads I lose
I'm wrong no matter what I choose
Wrong to stay and wrong to leave
Wrong to hope or to believe

Maybe if it lands on edge
I'll finally jump right off this ledge
I cannot fight and cannot fly
I cannot live, so I must die

Thursday, November 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
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Gurr Wolf

Gurr Wolf

Dalton, Georgia
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