Drown Poem by Michael Buchanan

today i drown in a pit of sorrow, deep in my chest, digging deeper with each word you speak, in my mind that is so bleek, i cannot see, why i did, but i went with what i felt, i delt with the hand i was delt, and i lost, fold tonight, with the razor in sight, i lost, chips all in, strait from when i seemed to begin, but it dosnt matter now, im already gone, i already drown, from all the blood that the razor found