"Christmas is supposed to be joyful right?
Not this one.
This day was filled with anger and outrage.
My mom is no better.
So, what did I do you may ask?
Oh, I just murdered my mama.
Murdered my papa as well.
Murdered my gold digging sister.
The cops came and I got away with it.
I'm on the run.
Be careful what you do to me. . ."
YOU ARE READING
Haunting Poetry.
PuisiIn this series of poems they are pretty dark and often are gruesome and mysterious. Come along on the ride throughout these poems and see which one is the best to match your tastes.
