i crave the comfort of a loving hand, not the sharp sting on my blood covered cheek,
i do not understand why you are so cruel to me, what did i do to you?
your words are like wildfire spreading unwanted heat in my heart, the vocabulary is degradeing.
i will never understand why you treat me this way why you make me feel like i do.
your actions towards me are what lets me fall down into this eerie dark pit of blackness,
you treat me like you would treat a dead cat, you kick me and run away.
YOU ARE READING
My book of poems
Poetryi write poems and i know they are kinda weird like but it helps get some anger outta ma system. I DONT HAVE ANGER ISSUES!!! haha i am so weird just kidding. Not about not having having anger issues just in general. And i babble alot. Anyways... hope...
