Do it.
No.
Do it.
No.
You know you want to.
My dad will see them.
Who cares.
I do..
Oh, right. You don't want to see him cry again, do you?
No, I don't.
You don't want to see how he begged you not to cut yourself ever again.
Shut up.
I will never, shut up. Now, do it!
No!
Do it, or I'll make sure one day, you will never, ever wake up.
I hate you!! Fuck!!
YOU ARE READING
My fucked up poems
PoetryThese are my fucked up poems. Some people say they like them but I don't believe them. Their alright I guess. I'm going to put quotes in here too and my drawings. But I didn't make them up, their from the books I read. This is my first time doing th...
