I hate me
Every time I look myself in the mirror one thing comes to my mind :
Hate!
Hate for my body -that is huge and fat-
Hate for my face -so ugly and dump-
Hate for my scars -they remind me how weak I am-
Hate for my eyes -that can't hold the tears back-
Hate for my image as it is
-Somebody kill me please!-
Every time I think about me
I end up screaming in my head the same thing again and again :
I hate you!
I hate how stupid you are
I hate you for the freak you've become
I hate the way you act
I hate you for being weak
I hate you for being me!
So keep this in mind my dear self
I'm gonna end this sufferI'm gonna free you from that
And soon this torture will belong the past
See? I borrowed this gun from my sweet dad
You don't need to be afraid
It's only one move and a BANG!
Then we will be resting in peace
No more fights, monsters and hatred
Near the magnanimous God
We'll eventually find love
Ready ?
One... two... T-three....
Pull the trigger to set us free
F-four... f-five.... s-six....
Nevermind, you're too weak
-NO!
Seven, nine, ten....
Just one shot straight at the head...
Elev---.....
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Thoughts Can Kill
PoetrySome random and depressive thoughts. Cause when I'm feeling down poetry is my way out. Work of an amateur... First attempt to publish something as personal as my feelings.