I thought that life was going great,
But then we got into a big fight.
You've hurt me once again,
But why don't you be a man,
And own up to it,
So I don't have to throw a fit.
Words used as weapons,
as sharp as a blade,
To penetrate my mind
WIth searing pain,
It's driving me insane.
The truth comes out,
But you just had to pout,
'Cause you didn't get your way,
But don't worry,
You'll make sure I pay.
I'll pay with scars,
While you just hit the bars.
I'll use my knife,
And you'll just smoke your pipe.
Only time will tell,
I'm not going to yell,
But I'm tired of being locked in a cell.
Of my own mind,
Oh God please give me a sign
That I'm doing something right,
That'll be a great sight.
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Endless Days *Completed*
PoésieA collection of poems that I have written. Most of them are based on life events. Some of them may be disturbing to some readers. Comments and votes are very much appreciated. Thanks!