Poems from n.n

I'm going insane...and I don't even know it.
I whispered with the devil and he told me what to do. He said some people might not like it, even me, and it's true. Whether it's a noose...
The most fortunate people in the world are those who found someone that understands them 
You beat me, you hurt me, you pull on my hair. You slap me, you kick me, when you see me you swear. Then you make dinner and buy flowers,...
The Blade is at bay, the Thoughts by the shore. The Noose at the gate and Suicide at the door. Regrets knock loudly, what-if’s knock some...