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Jan 2015
We met in our hometown that ******* town
Where everybody see´s me , as a dog **** on the ground
You saw something in me , I just don’t know what
It was probably the advance of ******* me up

Keep talking of your innocent and lie about your dreams
No one dreams of low life , empty and feeling alone
I hate this idea , no one is  dreaming of me
So please ******* go to hell where you belong

Where your father recreates you
And command you to destroy happiness
in our life´s which you  don’t deserve
to celebrate your rebirth

I want to forget all our memories because I saw your every lie
You didn't seem to care by the fact , I wanna die
But I will keep my promise , in my coffin I will arrive
we like myself better when i´m not alive

I throw myself for a train or something
So I wont feel anymore
In my black coffin castle,  I will be my own king
The coffin is blank just like me

I see the intention of our suicide , but you will find new victim
You'll  be unhappy together , but not as good for me at all
All the black angels , laugh as I turned into stone
I never thought i´d say this but I hate being alone
Written by
Hektor Steinsson
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