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Jun 2019
Seeds of hate planted along my life.
I guess I should have saw it coming, why don’t I just succumb to the knife?
The only way out of this catastrophic mess, is to end my life because I barely have any feeling in my chest.
Everything got ripped away, but somehow in a sociopathic state I’m kind of okay.
How did things turn into such a distorted shade?
i can’t even comprehend how contorted I see things.
Everything’s ****** and there’s no peace it brings.
Does anyone even deserve peace? I honestly can’t see it.
Why **** someone over beyond repair and make it so no one could believe it?
I don’t understand why anyone does any of this *******.
**** it I guess I’ll never have any place to sit.
Jade Lima
Written by
Jade Lima  Newmarket, Ontario
(Newmarket, Ontario)   
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   Lauren Leal
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