I am nothing but a Torn Filthy Tarted Cloth,
Serving no purpose but to clean things,
I'm dirty, filthy, torn.
I'm nothing but a Filthy animal that is laughed at,
My disgusting ways,
My horrible shivering bones,
My life scattered across the floor.
Filthy, dirty, Torn,
My rotten mind deserves nothing more but a beat,
No not the soft beat of a fist,
But the hard beat of a swift bat,
I am nothing more than a rag doll,
Rag doll filled with old lump stuffing
Torn, Dirty, filthy,
I'm nothing more than a simple roach smashed under a foot,
I'm nothing sweet,
I'm nothing pleasant,
My cold heart reeks of sour,
My dirty mind only bleeds of old slump,
I'm truly nothing more than a item.
Filthy, Dirty, Torn
Thus speak out "We understand, we can host you!"
Thus say "No don't lie about who you are! We will always accept you!"
No, do not lie when you try to be accepting,
We all know once you learn me,
You hate me,
I will never be something pretty,
I will only be Filthy, Dirty, Torn.
YOU ARE READING
Tear
عشوائيThis is a bunch of short stories that are for Vent purposes only. Some of them will be Triggering though I'll indicate which ones are and aren't
