She doesn't know how much she hurts me
mentally she is destorying me
physically she's killing me slowly and softly
kill me now
kill me softly
by that of the pleading screams
of those you don't listen to
fo you only listen to yourself
die now before my eyes
perish by my hands
for your head is the target set
and my hand
is on the trigger...
Rantishness
just something i wrote when i was mad at a parental...Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!


