Youre Mistaken.

Pretty much the outcome of built up anger....

To hell with love,

                        theres nothing left to look for,

under rocks and trees,

           the poor wretched wench searches

                                   hoping to find the

diamond in the rough

 

the sun behind the cloud,

 

            too bad the stupid fool

  was blinded by the light she followed.

              Harsh words are all she hears,

for something that wasnt her fault,

shes sick and tired of the melodrama,

the curtains fallen on this final play.

The shine of the gun is too much to bare,

so she lays the metal deep into her skull,

and watches the blood run thick and hot in her last seconds of life,

poor poor wretched wench,

the thorns are sharper in this crown.

 

Is blood what you were searching for?

Is pain what you wished to see?

You bitter demon,

you souless seed,

watch intently as I take my leave.

Youll see eventually that this is the best,

let me be, let me suffer, let it go,

You dont think I hurt?

You dont think I care?

Go and live your life...

You dont have this guilt to bare.

F**K YOU TO ETERNITY!!!!!!!!!

Reviews

[David]

This is a very angry poem. Good to let out that rage though