M

Sixteen

Does it ever get better?
I lay here lifelessly
It's like my body took a dreadful bullet wound
I dare to bleed endlessly
I lay here to question
at 1am
a curse I dare to put forth
well am I?
My instability
be the reason for my on and off
sobriety
I'm 16 years old
yet my hearts felt so much affliction
everyone thinks a mental condition it aroused
Thus I require a psychologist
Bet they think I'm incompetent
Allow my heart to be thy favourite emblem
for which you play as though you playing cards
while I suffer severely
and accept it sincerely
~Merees