84- Killing That Man

Tip: Read this poem quickly, it's sounds better that way.

INSPIRATION: TØP

And who was that man I killed in my dream?
Why didn't he scream?
Was it all that it seemed,
It was a dream.
But I hate myself,
For killing that man,
Inside my head.

Oh I need to stop,
And go to bed.
Kill these voices,
In my head,
For once instead.

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This poem is a bit longer and all over the place. But I hope you liked it. I'm so sorry I don't update as much as I used to, the inspiration is just overall low and I don't have time, who knows when I will since my school is starting so soon.

SOTD: Car Radio - Tøp

Question Of The Day: What's bothering you? Rant in the comments!

Me: Annoying family is at my house and I feel like my mother doesn't have time for me, so I can't even go school shopping, my cousin annoys me every day, and I'm never alone. She doesn't even let me shower in peace, guys. Also I made plans with a good friend to go to a fun amusement park but I don't think I can even carry those out because of family. I've never had a worse summer. That's why I'm eager to start school.

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