Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2016
This
is your final warning
If you EVER touch me again,
I will rip your life from your body,
cut it up,
and make you feel the fire from hell.
Warning,
If you ever talk to me like that again,
I will get up,
and face you
eye to eye,
and then
you will wish
you hadn't.
Warning,
If you make another racist comment,
I will rise up against you,
and show you the pain these people feel,
as if you weren't the only one who is racist in the world.
Warning,
If you treat my mother,
my flesh and blood like that,
I will make it a goal to destroy everything you are,
and make your life
what you have made it for us
And, if you can recall,
our lives have been hell,
While you gorge yourself in food.
Warning,
this is your final warning
!!!
for him
Błeeding Dįamøndš
Written by
Błeeding Dįamøndš  16/M/Denver, Colorado
(16/M/Denver, Colorado)   
668
   Emma, DivineDao and Cecil Miller
Please log in to view and add comments on poems