I, I want to leave this life that loves me not.
It lives my lone alone, a knot.
Tied round my neck not yet pulled tight.
My choice to break loose, tight the noose, I choose.
I want to love this life that leaves me not.
Not loving life is leaving what love cannot.
I need to leave by living cannot.
I want to lose all sanity.
I want to lose sanity.
I want lose sanity.
I want sanity.
I wnt sanity.
I nt sanity.
I n sanity...
Sanity is a spiral.
An illness, incurable, virul.
There is no going back from insanity.
Once on the path it's no matter a matter of how to stop it.
It's a matter of how much you can slow it down.
Just waiting to hit the bottom of the pit.
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Author:
birdbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 3rd, 2026 07:35
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
love the shift from “i want to lose all sanity” to insanity
Thank you! I have found an issue btw, I am making poems one per day, but I can only send one per day, so I'm never going to be able to fully catch up ;-;
yeah, they do that so everyone has a chance of being seen. but at least you’re not out of things to post! eagerly awaiting the next 🙂
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