to the people that ruined me:
1. you (you know who you are)
2. your lies (they ended me)
3. your smile (it was the death of me)
4. your angry words (not my fault)i have five words:
you deserve whatever you get.
that being said, my hands are itching
towards the gun that hangs
from the rusted hook on the wall,but i can't do it;
because i know that there is only one
person to blame,
one person whose blood is on my hands,
one person whose thoughts deserve
to stop because of the one-second
pain
of a twisted bullet;mine.
..........................
dedicated to the people who love me. i don't know why you put up with my shit, but i appreciate that you do.
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as we fall
Poetrypoems of truth and how we feel, even though we never say it. a collection of my original poetry Copyright 2015