As breakable as a piece of lead
Was our bond
But a fierce anger you fed
Anger that said I was always wrong
To you I was never right
And was forever wrong
You wanted me out of your sight
But not for long
Why do you make me suffer
To make me feel sad
Is it to make you feel better
Or just to make me feel sad
You don't have to hit me
You don't have to scream
Don't take it out on me
If someone has ruined your dream
So don't be taken aback
When I leave you
I won't cut you any slack
Because you knew it was what I would do
YOU ARE READING
The Death Poems: Collection 3
PoetryMy third collection of poems about death, sin, leaving, unhappiness, etc. I hope everyone likes these as much as the other two collections.
