Take this mind
take this life
for god sake please!
take away my knife
i cant bleed no more
i cant stand the sores
my minds a blank
in the ocean i sank
i once was afloat
and this poem i wrote
to remember the good old days
show me the way
show me the path
remind me the way
i used to laugh
cross me off
strike me down
do i look like
a god damn clown
ill drown in the moat
after this poem i wrote
to remember the good old ways
come one come all
i bet youd love to see me fall
you always seemed
to put me down
you just looked
and i fell to the ground
the rain is falling onto my face
i feel like such a discrace
so i worte this poem
to remember my screwed up ways, cause now ive changed
please tell me what you think, ill do the same to your poems
