A personal poem!

I hate all love,
And my life.
All i need,
Is one sharp knife.

To cut away the feelings,
And every last fear.
To get out of the darkness,
And just leave here.

I will leave behind,
All the hurt and hate.
And hopefully make it,
Through that big gate.

To join my family,
And lost friends.
And watch the world,
As it ends.

I'll watch them suffer,
And all burn.
As they die I will scream,
now it's YOUR turn!

You killed my brother,
put Taylor tru hell.
And because of you,
They both fell.

I was left here,
All cold and alone.
But since you saw me,
You can see i've grown.

Now your on the ground,
Still, lifeless and dead.
And not one tear,
Has been shead.