6:53 PM
I thought I got over
The feeling of
Wanting to die
In 12th grade.
I’m walking in a dead town
Desaturated from its life.
The foggy weather doesn’t help.
It only clouds up my vision.
Why do I feel like dying?
Or did this town suck up
All of the life inside of me.
I’m an empty husk walking
Memories flood in as I walk
They weren’t enough to change
The thoughts and feelings I have.
I’ll head to the beach instead.
I stand on muddy sand and cry.
Each tear falls with the rain.
I walk closer to the stormy waves
The currents take me away.
I start to drown and not fight back.
Let it consume me just like this sadness.
Leave my body to rot on the shore.
Don’t pull me out.
As my eyes begin to shut
I cough, I’m back where I stood
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