A scream; a yell,
Anger so cold,
it kills.
I want you,
the one
that hurts me
to rot in hell.
You make me feel
like I'm dying
while I'm crying
for you.
A kick; a screech
from me.
There is nothing
for me.
I want you
down on your knees
begging me forgiveness.
I hate you
more then anything.
A tear; a fake smile
that is what you mean to me.
You make me sick.
Now lay me down
to sleep,
where I can keep
my peace.
You, you...
I want you dead!
Author notes
I think it speaks for itself...
A contest entry
- Intensity by notallowedtocry.
750 points, ended June 3, 2008, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Really good peom here, such emotion and insensity. Harsh and real, like your telling that person. What's your all poetry name? XxX
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thanx
my all poetry name is XxXDTAXxX
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