"Anniversaries"

This weekend last year.


I jumped out of a moving fucken car.

Trying to get away.

Trying to break free.

Trying to runaway.


This weekend last year.


I took myself to the hospital.

As you shouted to all our neighbors' and the guards about how crazy I am.

And then blamed me for not asking you to take me yourself.

"How does it look?"


This weekend last year.


My doctor said,

"You were either very brave, or very scared"

and to this day I just don't fucken know

I mostly felt stupid.


This weekend last year.


I sprained my ankle,
Fucked up my elbow, my knee
and developed this weird pain in my chest.
I should probably get it checked out, its been a year and its still there...


This weekend last year.


I wish I died.
I wish I wasn't here writing this stupid poem,
About my stupid feelings.
About my stupid self.


This weekend last year.


was just the beginning it seems.
We should've saved ourselves the trouble and just did it then.
We're both dumb as fuck!

More Fucken TIME FUCKEN WASTED.


Well,
I guess that's it.
Happy 4 year anniversary.
Who knew forever was finite

I hope I never see you again.

 

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