Читать книгу Butterflies Without Hope - Babe Guillotine - Страница 4

I’m ripping my skin

like raffle tickets

waiting to sign my life away

my blood red pen

drifts across the dotted line

with pain in each letter

I think I’m getting better

because the contract states

before you fall to deep into depression

you need to question

everything and nothing

the things you have done

and the things you will never get to do

and yes the world

will keep spinning on its axis without me

but think of all the sunrises I’ll miss

all the new movies I’ll never get to see

and all the tears I'll never get to shed