by Rianna Blight   Aug 31, 2021

There are rats
they claw at my eyes
while I lay in silence
my vision dies
I cannot sleep nor can I live
I cannot breathe
My baby I want to give
but my vision is gone
my heart bleeds
the rats went silent
now all is at peace
death is very nice when your so tired of living

I wrote it in history when I was told my girlfriend commited suicide


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