I fucked up bad,
lost all the friends I ever had,
gave everything away to protect,
ended up stabbed in the neck.
Lying face down, bleeding on the floor,
why the hell did I say more?
Forgiveness can't do shit when I'm dying,
although for once, I wasn't lying.
I've lost anyone I've ever cared about,
those who are still behind me will find out,
they'll up and leave in a fit of rage,
leaving me in this damn rusty cage.
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PoetryA collection of poetry by @layschips1 RATED PG-13 HIGHEST RANK: #295 in Poetry © 2015 by layschips1 All Rights Reserved