My Own Misery

My Own Misery

A Poem by
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This is about M2.

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Look at the blood that lies on the floor

Never leave me with these f*****g sores

So open your ears I'm taking your smile

Feel the rath of the devils child

    SCREAM

Listen up b***h you better be ready

I'm telling this shitt nice and steady

Your words say you don't want to hurt me

But your actions show you just want me to bleed

You wanna take the low road and kill me nice and slow

then I'll just go underground and just go home

family problems everyone has them

We'll have them forever until our deathbed

That ain't a reason get your story straight

You didn't wanna give time for me so you wanted a break

But you got time for others thats for certain

But I don't deserve it like the other men

First you were a dream now you bring me nightmares

Every morning you made me happy now you bring me rage

I'm a little insane I'll admit that s**t

at least I'm not a heartbreaker you f*****g b***h

In a couple of years you'll see me in concert

Then I'll look at you and you'll see hell's true monster

 

I can't think straight anymore

I'm slamming all the doors

Even though your face is painful

I think of you as hells only angel

No matter what I scream

You have no time for me

No matter whats occuring

all you bring me is my own misery

 

How nice of me I called you an angel

You might appreciate it if your heart wasn't cold

You have a soul of dishonor and just wanna kill

But you'll never break through my shield

Maybe its better if you do leave

I don't wanna date a dishonest drugee

You lied to me said you didn't wanna hurt another guy

I guess you're right you just wanna make them die

Your a girl that really needs some help

Before you truly hurt yourself

A suicidal preppy anerexic drugee

Trying to become the next Charlie Sheen

I made you smile so listen to me talk

Maybe now you'll put in some thought

You're not the only one with problems I got some

But I don't solve them by making my arm go numb

You're gonna here my rhyme and your tears will hit the tile

Cuz of the words spoken by the devil's child

 

I can't think straight anymore

I'm slamming all the doors

Even though your face is painful

I think of you as hells only angel

No matter what I scream

You have no time for me

No matter whats occuring

all you bring me is my own misery

 

F**k you you little b***h (echo)

You will never get the hint (echo)

You could never give me any time so now you are

A DISASTER IN MY MIND

 

I can't think straight anymore

I'm slamming all the doors

Even though your face is painful

I think of you as hells only angel

No matter what I scream

You have no time for me

No matter whats occuring

all you bring me is my own misery

© 2012


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Added on April 25, 2012
Last Updated on April 26, 2012
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