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Run Dry
November 12, 2014
I’m in pain
and I’m broken.
I don’t want
to be fixed.
By no means
am I good.
I’m disgusting
and utterly gross.
I don’t want
to breathe, anymore.
I want my lungs
to quit.
My veins need to
run dry.
No more blood means
I get pain I want.
I’m practically evil
my thoughts run wild.
I’m a loose goose-
I’m angry.
I want to swallow
every single pill.
I want rope burn
on my neck.
Knots on a noose
on a tree.
Goodbye,
I’m sorry.
© Anonymous
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This piece, obviously, is quite depressing and is about suicide.