Snap Snap Snap,
I found a rubber band,
And picked it up.
Snap snap Snap,
A promise I wouldn't hurt myself,
And at first, I regretted that choice,
To pick it up.
Snap snap Snap,
Only three times today,
It actually my wrist.
Snap Snap Snap,
I have come to realize,
That so much more often,
It's my mouth going.
Snap Snap Snap,
And when I can't say it aloud,
It's in the thoughts in my head,
Snap Snap Snap,
I feel like I can't at all seem to be alone,
And every moment I actually am alone,
Snap Snap Snap,
I'm thinking I didn't mean it,
Not at towards you,
And all I can be is sorry.
Snap Snap Snap,
I can feel me snapping,
Suspicious,
Is that me that needs a sedative.
Snap Snap Snap,
A promise I wouldn't hurt myself,
And I still regret this choice,
Picking the habit up.
And for this poem's last time,
I'm going Snap Snap Snap,
And it all too much like a heart attack,
This time it just might be my vision going black,
Or even worse a knife in my back.
-Joshua Banks JJAJ
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When Sanity is Lost
PoetryAnd I just couldn't stop, before I knew it I was picking the pen up again. My second book in process this is soon to begin editing once my last one is done. As always hope you enjoy and find my insta @these.are.true.feelings
