Ima natural hell raiser
A serial killer with a razor
A doll with weapons from bats to tazers
A hallucination with knives for fingers
A mute....
An animatronic
I make grunts because I never studied phonix
I kill and run off faster than sonic sure I'm an alien and I am toxic
But my words were meant to kill just like all the victim's I have shocked .....
Who am I?
All in all ima dark asshole
My heart is cold like a sub zero
I tried to be nice but fuck those roads
I refuse to try
I'd prefer to die
Fuck I'm shedding tears for
There's no need to cry
So why?
YOU ARE READING
A COLLECTION OF MY FEELINGS
PoetryMy own poetry which I use to express myself. I sometimes feel like I'm not supposed to be on planet Earth and all my life I have to cope with these different choices and scenarios that do more harm than help. It is up to me to push through it, but I...
