Do you really play me by a fool?
Do u like pain and suffer do you think it’s cool?
Does it make you laugh to see me cry?
Are you gonna miss me if I die?
I’m tired of hearing you make fun of me and getting away
I’m tired of wishing that there was another way
Why does it amuse you to see me bleed and red?
Would you even care if I’m dead?
I’m here staring at the wall
Wishing there was no pain at all
But at all it’s the same here you are punching at my face
yelling and screaming telling me i'm a waste of space
trying not to cry for thats what you need
you laugh as u see me bleed
a drip of blood slithers down my face to drops dripping on the floor
you continue to hit untill you can't take it anymore
you get me throw me agains the wall screaming my name
you finally relize and you feel the right to blame
again you tell me to stare at the wall wait for my signal and the pain will be gone
you scream now! i turn around to get hit till dawn
finally i lay there motionless theres nothing left to do
except to burry the body and tell the cops i died from a flu
a sickness that made me insane
they will belive but she will be in vain
another child when come and it will start again
but child please just i pray you know when..... to scream
A contest entry
- It's A Mystery by Kathraina.
500 points, ended March 6, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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great!!!!
i love the writting i can so relate to this love the poem

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wow!!
AMAZING!!!!
i loved it!! great write!



