I'm HORRIBLE at poetry.
But whatever. Here goes nothing;;


Non-Existent
By;; Christina ChaOs
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Scars cover my body,
more than I can count.
All from me.
My mind.
Is always in the wrong place;;
gutter,
different worlds.
The smile I have on?
Fake.
Not real.
I live...
in a fictional-fantasy world.
Where people && characters that aren't real,
are real.
Some people...
They don't take me seriously.
I actually do wish for a zombie apocalypse....
as crazy as that sounds....
Why?
I wish I could give an answer.
But...did you know...
That there are days--
Where I...
where I...
Didn't exist.
End it.
At peace.
Non-existent