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Dec 2015
Another Christmas

Got some fun gifts

What I would most like
Is to never see
My parents again

Far far away
Sometimes I wish

Dad would just die
Just drop dead

Or maybe I'll take
A shovel

And bang him over the head
Drop dead guy

Such wicked thoughts
I am a sinner I know

I will ask for forgiveness

I'm so sorry Jesus
We celebrate your birth

But you couldn't give a ****
Enough to help me
Fix my body

I love you Jesus
And I also hate you

One day America
Will be in ruins
And we will be starving

Like in Stalingrad
I wouldn't share one
Bit of food with
I'd just let you die
You obnoxious piece of garbage

I'm tired of everyone saying
God this and God that

I want God to let
These country be ruined
This country deserves it

People will learn what
It is like to suffer
To starve to death

Armies of drones
Tanks driving down the street

I never cared much
For this planet anyway

Now humanity
Will destroy itself
Countries going to war

Our precious Christ
Who knows
When He will return

Hey Jesus guy
Why did God
Make life so ******
Anyway?

Can you tell us that?
Why most of the population
Fights against starvation

I'm thankful
For food and water

I would have traveled
With the Wise Men
To meet this Jesus guy

Supposedly He
Loved us
Or something

I hate most people
Really hate them

In fact I wouldn't mind
Hitting My own dad repeatedly
In his face

For all the terrible things he said

And I'm not sorry Jesus

You made me suffer too much

I won't bear the weight
Of the cross

That was your miserable job

Another **** day
The 25th

Who knows when
The real birth was

I'm going to hike far way
In the mountains

Far away
From these people

Thankfully Christmas
Will be over soon enough

Merry Christmas
Or whatever
Nobody cares

I tried to care
But no friends
Or anyone fun
To spend it withh
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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