Guilt

MoMurray

 

 

I asked for the room when my grandma died

So I could say my last words

I don’t remember what I said

I’d give anything to have written it down

 

But don’t worry, I've got

The national suicide hotline written on a post it

And all the things I've said sleep talking on my notes app

Just in case I ever need em’

 

  • Author: Murray (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 25th, 2022 17:37
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 6


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