Who Really Cares
I need to think,
Need to feed,
Need to see if I still bleed.
I'm not breathing,
You're not seeing.
Who really cares?
Not you or I,
Now is the time we die!
Sweet rapturing light,
This is why,
It ends tonight!
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I think I get it
I like this and how expressive it is at the same time that it's evasive. I really hope your not feeling this though.
No,
Not, now. At the time, it was a very hard time in life and lots of my poems were wrote in bouts of anger. I believe this was one of those.