BART
in the middle of night
I wonder if everyone will the same
If I’m long gone
Whose gone crying at the funeral
Whose even attending the funeral
These are the thoughts that makes my mind race
I tried I really did
I don’t have any fight in me left
I regret my decisions
Cause it haunts me daily
Nights like this
I just cry myself to sleep
Everyone leaves me
So I have to be dependent on my own
So alone
Mann, I’m so alone
It’s nobody here for me
But me
The concept that I just had to learn
To be alone
Vulnerability at it’s finest, huh
This poem is about:
Me
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