Friday, March 21, 2025

i got poetry

im soo depressed from taking all these anti depressents

time is regressin till the day death sets in

one line is a dead end that is forever till end

meaningless nevertheless, supressing all the depression

but i guess ill wait till the sand reaches the bottom

of the hourglass

amidst the eyes i drip like a empty flask

in a flash my eyes close ill gasp

grasp tight taking time to finish the task

 

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