Me

by ABake   Dec 31, 2006


I hate you.
Do you not understand.
I just want to stab you with this knife in my hand.

Sad thing is, this person is me.
I'm unhappy and I don't want to live.
Fake-happiness, is all I can give.

I need something to hold on for.
I need something that will make me keep going, wanting more.

All of these negative thoughts running through my head.
Maybe it's because my mom is dead.

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  • 17 years ago

    by kelly tavern

    Really good poetry hun x so sad

  • 17 years ago

    by Yulie

    Wow. This is A Really deep felt poem, you were able to express yourself well though. Great Job

  • 17 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Write everything down. its not much but its all we got.your poem was really
    good.

  • 17 years ago

    by TRAGiC BEAUTY

    :( So sad babes! I feel very very bad for you! That's a terrible thing to happen to anyone! I feel for you darling. Good luck going through this!
    xoxo

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