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by ((Allison)) Feb 9, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I thought I loved you, Forever and for always, But now I know that you have changed, You didn't love me anyways. Whenever I did something wrong you yelled, Whenever you did something wrong, I tried to punish you, But you always seemed to resist. You hit me, You kicked me, You stabbed me with a knife, Yet I always seemed to pull through, Until that deadly night. I came home from work, A half hour late, You got really upset but it was too late. You started to hit me, You even had a gun, I begged for my life, Until you finally stopped. You didn't stop on purpose, You still wanted to hurt me, But I took a wrench from off the counter, And hit you and hit you once more. You fell to the ground, After one last hit, And bled all over the floor. I started to scream, Why, I don't know. I thought I would be happy, With you forever gone, But the pain inside was to hard to bear, So I punished myself this time. I went to the police station, And told them my story, They said I could spend life in jail, Oh, I didn't really care. The trial day finally came, I dressed up really nice, I told the jury my story, Of that fateful night. They punished me to life in jail, For my hateful crime, I wasn't really worried though, I knew I'd be alright.
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it would be wouldn't it...it is stiil a good poem...