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Aug 2021
The days go by and I can't rid you people from my life.
My wrists so desperately need the sting of the knife.
Before you people think about engulfing someone's being, why don't you think about the life they may be leading.
The only person for whom I'll ever be grieving is my precious daughter ava who you people won't keep breathing.
It's one burden after another.
It leaves me so ******* smothered.
You people never give it a rest.
So I guess this was the final test.
It should be off with all of your heads.
But this time just let me carry out my death.
******* all. This isn't ******* life. No one goes through all of any amount of this ******* and it keeps going over and over again. You think I'm a burden? Check the facts, you all got involved won't let me do anything about it. Always fuvking trapped and I was never doing any of this *******. It's always you people day after day. I hope one day you're all guilty because I know I'm not the only one you despicable sacks of waste did this to. Good riddance. The only remorse I'll ever feel is for my daughter who you all don't give a single **** about either. ******* all to rot.😘
Jade Lima
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Jade Lima  Newmarket, Ontario
(Newmarket, Ontario)   
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