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May 2015
it
happened
again. It’s happening
again. I can’t stand to look at
your ******* face. I can’t look at it
because if I do I won’t want to stop. I hate
myself. I hate everything. Somebody please
rip the organs out of my body so I never have
to feel again. Rip my heart out last. Let it keep pumping
blood everywhere. Let my blood run wild. Let it stain
the gross dorm carpeting. Let my blood get all over your
hands and scar your mind so you can never look at blood
the same ever again. Kneel over me, over my dead body. Tell
me how much it hurts to see me like this. Look into my lifeless eyes
and tell me how much you miss me. Tell me you miss me I dare you.
I’ll look back into your cold, heartless eyes. You never cared for me.
I was only convenient. Let me know when you get to my lungs so I can
Hold my breath for you, like I always do every time I see you. Let me
know when you get to my heart so it can stop beating like it does
every time I’m near you. Tell me you’ll miss me I dare you.
And once you wash the blood off your hands and you go
and hold hers forget all about me. I am nothing.
I’ll always be nothing. I am and forever
will be nothing. Because I
am just convenient.
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