AN: My friends dared me to write an “emo” poem. So I did. Fyi: I would never do this in real life.

Wandering

In long hallways

Endlessly

Lost

Desperation

Sweeps over like

A tidal wave

Lost

Hurry

Into bathroom

Razor pulled out

Cut

Life

Gets worse,

Becomes

Living hell

Open cabinet

Bottle of pills

Overdose

Suicide