My Revenge

I hold my breath to late to fight.
The pain i feel not emotional for they have thrown the punches.
The crowbar hits and strikes again,
Just another bone broken.
And soon they leave me alone right there bleeding myself away.
No emotion, no restraint, they almost took my life away.
There i sat in the hospital, looking all around.
Then all came in looking innocent,
we're so so sorry!' WHO could have down this?'.
I leave that hospital, and walk down the street.
They pass me by snickering, calling me names saying that I'm worthless.
Crying alone, playing with a knife, too late to stop me.
I'm hoping one day they feel the pain, they have put me threw.
But for now i hope they feel guilty, my suicide was my revenge.