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May 2016
Bad
Lover of Hate
Seeker of Lies
My nature of Spikes
That will hurt others smiles

I cannot be trusted
Try me but don't regret it
I might just **** you
But I'll just spare you

I've lived in this world
For as long as I can remember
Stuff has happened
But I still wander

I left my friends
My family I hate
I all I have is myself
And no other gain

But memories of the past still linger
They haunt me everyday until my slumber
Choices turned to regrets
But I cannot fret

Regrets I have to accept
Because complaining wont fix that
So I have to live that
And continue with my life

But after all that I have said
Do you think that I've got nothing left?
I maybe the worst of my own kind
But would you believe if I was once nice?
To be continued :)
A bored Poet
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A bored Poet
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