I cannot do this anymore, I just can't.
I'm done with trying to make everyone happy.
I am only good for producing rants.
I'm done with this life, it is so damn crappy.
So I killed her. She is no longer alive.
You won't find her, I shot her with great aim.
She is gone; I can finally survive.
Don't look for her, she's gone and you're to blame.
That girl you used to know is dead and gone.
Stop saying I killed her out of the blue.
Can you stop crying? You didn't know our bond.
You paid no mind to what we tried to do.
I killed some of myself when I killed her.
I killed myself, everything is just a blur.
YOU ARE READING
A book of poems and short stories
PoetryThis is just a random book of all the poems and short stories I wrote. Many were submitted for class assignments/ contests. (Warning: very dark ideals. SH and Kermit involved read at your own risk:))
