Forsaken

by Cody B   Jun 28, 2006


BLADES, GUNS, ANYTHING... BUT NOTHING.. NONE OF IT WILL HELP... THE ATTENTION IS NOT INTENDED BUT I PROCEED AND BELIEVE THAT THIS ACT AIN\'T PRETENDED F ALL OF YOU, F IT IF YOU\\\'VE JUST BEEN OFFENDED... F ALL OF YOU THAT TEST ME ILL SPILL MY OWN BLOOD TILL IT ALL GOES EMPTY, ILL SHRED SHEETS OFF TILL MY F'in HEART COMES TO A DEAD BEAT, HOPE YOU ALL MISS ME CUS THIS THE LAST TIME MY BODY WILL FLED HEAT.. I\\\'M FINALLY GETTING OUTTA THIS WORLD LIKE I WAS WRECKING STANCES F IT ALL I HAD ENOUGH SECOND CHANCES, I CAN KILL MYSELF, THATS ONE ADVANTAGE, DRAINING EVERYTHING LEFT LIKE DEBT COLLECTORS DO TO FINANCES.. DON\\\'T YOU GET IT NOTHING ELSE MATTERS, ALL I\\\'M CONCENTRATING ON IS TO END MY LIFE STATUS, PAIN GATHERS AS I CONTINUE TO SLICE AT MY APPARATUS NOW AS I GET THE AXE LIFTED I THINK MAYBE MY MIND REALLY IS TWISTED HA F IT I SQUEEZE HARD FISTED

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  • 18 years ago

    by Heather

    Hey i like the poem, had alot of meaning. Well at least i thought so! Keep Writing