Punch
Beat
Kick
Scratch
Cut
Tear
Scream
Thrash
My thoughts
My mind
My heart
And me
Torn in pieces
Kicked aside like nothing
I'm destroyed
I am broken
And all because I'm useless and worthless
I don't mean to be
Ugly, and stupid
You did this to me
One, two, and three
When I pull the trigger you'll see
That I didn't want this
It wasn't my fault
You lead this to be
You killed me
YOU ARE READING
Dark Daydreams
PuisiThese are poems from the darkest areas of my mind. If they disturb you I'm sorry. It's better me let them out then hold them in. If you hold something in too long it begins to control you. So I'm letting it out. Completed from my feeling a lot bette...
