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May 2016
Nobody ******* knows
The pain I'm going through
I have only told a nip
Of the ****, that's inside this head
I wish myself dead
But more than not I wish
You the pain I'm feeling
There you are so smug
Laughing like nothing is ******* wrong
Aren't you the one who have condemned me
To live a life always thinking about what you did to me?
I will forever have this image inside my mind
My heart aches to wonder why you have cursed my soul
There's not a ******* thing I can do
Except wallow in this turmoil I feel
And hope to God I don't flip the **** out
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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