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Jul 2013
When you hurt me
I didn't care whether I lived or died
I wish you could have seen the times that I cried
It's all because of you
All the times you yelled
F* what you think
This is hell
I feel like your punching bag
And I think you should die ***
All feel now is rage and pain
And it's left me feeling tired and drained
You don't try to cooperate
And I wonder if this is my d*
fate
So sometimes I wish I couldn't hear
And that I could ignore you forever
And live the rest of my life without fear
You will never be missed
You made me so ******
Now not being able to hear you is my only wish
Natasha Smith
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Natasha Smith  Maine
(Maine)   
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