hopeless, disgusting, tainted heart
you had the capacity to tear me apart
rip up my soul, you did just that
and left me screaming on your welcome mat
i'd love to hurt you and watch you cry
but i wouldn't want to let you feel what i felt inside
i'd love to be cruel in every way
but that's only you, at the end of the day
YOU ARE READING
A Little Thing Called Death
Poetryi won't explain many of these. they are for you to work out and they'll probably mean something different to everyone. (i own these poems) ((FINISHED.))
