I'm ripped into pieces
Or maybe I'm just broken
As theses harmful words are being spoken
The light goes away
Darkness fills the room
As I lay in my velet wooden laced tomb
Screaming and yelling from six feet under
Then I start to wonder...
Thinking of what happened to me
Who did it? Who could it be?
Let the bodies hit the floor
Another, Another now around four
Masked murder? Suicide?
I realized it was me...
Who caused these people to die.
YOU ARE READING
Book Full of Emotion- My Poetry
PoetryPoetry from ME~ You'll like it, I promise. If you don't... forget I ever said ANY of this. 'kay? I love you~!! *mwah* Thank's for reading... if you do! :)
