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Nov 2012
i am angry
blood shooting through my veins like a drugged up ****** addict
relapsing
and my hands are trembling

face; hot and red
you are standing there
******* clueless, in out of your head
and I can not think of the words to say

the splinters on your tongue
are poking my eyes
and the daggers in my words
tear apart your lies

but this is not how I wanted to live
glass breaking, heart shaking
mental violence
hate making

i want to make love to all your imperfections
throw my body into that sad excuse for a soul
and find a reason to stay
give you all, even though I'm not whole

but I am mad
and you are broken
and i don't think I can fix you
Annie
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Annie
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