My Adventure
Day starts off by popping two pills
to erase her worries; but it fails
Off to the place that causes her story
the place that has dried her soul
Leave to the woman who speaks of a futre
Only to lie and hide her scares
Home to her blade to finally carve
She was waiting all day
Buzzing from the mindwasher; one worried person
They dont care about her; they care about themselves
She brainwashes herself into thinking the world is against her
When really it doesn't care
The drama off her laptop scares her; she starts to not care
But it keeps going online
Hospital. Blood. Hot. Sweaty
Flatline.
Revival.
New chance.
Poetry.
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