Maybe My Last Piece Poem by austin hardr

</>Time is short I must move fast,
We both know my soul had many legs but it’s on its last.

Time to destroy the pain,
Time to end the hurt.

Many dark and deep thoughts,
In my mind they lurk.

Throw a pill of happiness at me
But my soul forever cries for eternity,

No matter how much I smoke,
How messed up I get.

The pain won’t leave my heart,
It won’t leave my head.

This may be my last piece to write,
I guess you will find out tonight.