Seven Months And Counting Poem by Nicholas Neato

Higher
Wish I was higher
Floating above the world
Floating above your room
Peek through your window
To see what you really do

I bet he's there
I bet he is

Seven months and counting
The lies and broken ties
Seven months of doubting
Every word in your mouth

You make me sick

This is it
I can't take it anymore
Either load your goddamn gun
Or hit the goddamn floor

No one leaves here alive
No one

I've been dead for seven months
Seven months and counting