Death is what I want,
I want to die,
For who?
You,
You never cared,
You never understood,
That,
I've always loved you,
But now I'm gone,
Emotionless,
And dead,
But I still love you,
But you never noticed,
And I put a gun to my head,
And now I'm dead,
Do you understand,
That I died for you,
Its true
~Another poem my friend allowed me to publish, all credit goes to her~
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My Dark Poems
PoetryTitle says it all. - They are not all dark, either. - And there is a few scary stories I found. Note: None of this is like, personal, or true, I convert my anger and depression into these poems. Some have meaning, others don't. Also there is a slig...
