*please dont judge me for any interpretations of this poem... it, like all the others was written when I was really (momentarily) angry over a certain issue....
The Line
Why is it that you make me feel so weak?
Make me feel useless, why don’t you?
Say what you want:
What you think,
Who you care about
Bitch.
Make me feel useless inside, why don’t you?
Take the words from my tongue
Glued inside a hole.
It’s not going to leave anytime soon now,
So go watch some girl swing a pole.
"Apparently I don’t want to anyway"-
Save it for another day.
I wouldn’t even like you if I tried.
This month of all months you make it harder for me,
To survive,
You’re pathetic.
You’re abnormally wrong.
Better being one side of a feud,
Than standing in the middle,
One foot each side of the line;
Just solve your freaking riddle.
At least I’ve chosen my side,
While you keep on complaining,
How hard it is that you love them both,
And never want to change it.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Of Hate
PoetryA Group of poems fueled by anger and other horrible things.... ....things that I am thankfully over now... *will be updated..
