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Oct 2011
I'm tingling inside, as the rage raises up,
Cursing words through my clenched teeth,
Swearing that on day I'll hurt you like undid to me.

O the lies you must of told to get me here,
As my soul starts to melt.
How did you create this fake love? It's dragging me down to hell.

I'm burning here you see,
And I bet you can't help but laugh,
Throwing me your ***** looks picking at all my scabs.

But I'm looking for a path to get out,
After all I need too.
I can't bear to stay in this hell, I need to completely leave you.

I try and I try,
Only for my heart to deify,
Me from leaving.
So I stay there,
I lay there,
Already defeated.

Get me out of here,
Don't turn a deaf ear,
My skin is starting to sear,
There is fire in my ear,
Someone safe me from my fear.

Then. You. Came. Along.
Operation : Prolong,
The pain that I feel now.
Challenge accepted,
Let's get down.

You might not save me,
But you can try,
Give me some hope,
Wet the desert that has gone so dry.
Be my pope ,and preach me words of love.
Be my way out of hell, my sweet little Dove.
I actually hate you...but no matter I got my way out. So long.
Wuji
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Wuji
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   Anon Maybe and Melanie Beth
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