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May 2019
Lately I’ve been feeling so used and hated  
Didn’t even stay to see the mess you created
Bet you’d love me if I put that gun to my head
Bet you’d love me if I was on that floor dead
You’d miss my smile, my voice and my laugh
Seeing me dying would break you in half
Me being dead is the only way I’ll be satisfied
Soon miles, you and I will be reunited
How’re you gonna stop me from killing myself
Then later tell me to meet death himself
So I guess that’s what I’m meant to do
Tortured in hell Is easier then dealing with you
I put my trust inside of both of you two
But I think my time here is long overdue
Losing love, friends, and hope in one night
Lost all the will I had inside to continue to fight
The thought of my death feeling so right
Y’all keep asking but no I’m never okay
Not even with these video games I play
Every night I have another deadly dream
Seeing myself die different ways a bit extreme
Like it’s jumping into the road to be hit by a car
Getting shot in the heart by a ****** from afar
Rotting away in a cell, imprisoned in my head
Watching her pull a plug from my hospital bed
Watching her press the knife against my throat
Watching you read my final goodbye note
Blood stains on the floor and all over the walls
Blood trail leading from the kitchen to the halls
Watching you stab me over and over and over
Nailed to an upside down cross by my ex lover
Choking on my blood with a smile on my face
Stabbing me a few extra times just Incase
Put two bullets in my eyes while you’re at it
You approach for my throat to finally be slit
Wake up begging on my knees to be set free
Looking in your eyes asking “Do you love me”
Written by
Gabriel Mallory
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