I Would Leave Me If I Could: A Collection of Poetry

by Halsey

I’m stuck in the middle of the ring, but I can’t fight today.

ANTAGONIST Does a ghost know that he’s a ghost? Does a saint know that she’s forgiven? If no one knows, then I don’t know if I might be the villain. I don’t trust the author anymore.

Wish I were a wild child like I say I am Wish I really meant it when I say that I don’t give a damn Wish that I were manic all the time. Think I like me better when I’m all outside the lines. But my colors bleed And they bleed bright red. I keep this pistol near my bed Inside my mouth so I can keep my tongue from tearing up my head.