Poems from Laurelisnotonfire
kinda wanna down a bottle of pills
kinda wanna get more fucked up than ever
kinda wanna mutilate my arms
kinda wanna write a song
the world seems to foreign to me
i cant remember for the life of me
what it felt like whenvi
swore i was in love
and these bleeding...
why doesnt writing
help
anymore
?
maybe my passion slipped away with the smoke as it left my lungs
maybe it bled out from open wounds
maybe i poured too much love into shot...
And if I I may let myself brave
The darkest nights and stormy seas
Then lose the noose and stitch the wrists
For all the pain is put to...