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don’t f with me
think I’m just a weak little girl
inside you see
the screams that pierce
a sound that makes your skin crawl
and you though I was a little doll
breakable toy
that you could twist into
a version of you
so little you knew
inside me was a monster
this monster could do more damage
the you could ever do
I could close the mouth that taunted me
called me a little b****
made up so many lies
cant believe you had so much free time
I could blind my eyes that cause me pain
saw me as a prize
cant believe your so vain
became the one person I despise
everything had to do with your lies
it brought me to the edge
finally able to see through your eyes
gotta see your sick twisted brain
how found ways to drive me insane
and as I dig way deep
I find the reason for your sick ways
you like to control
like to call the plays
well your on your last days





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Writerzhand said...
Sept. 18, 2009 at 4:34 pm
Awesome. I felt this way at one point. Very descriptive.
 
ctrisha3 said...
Sept. 16, 2009 at 9:13 pm
Great poem, I really enjoyed it!
 
blingblang4eva replied...
Sept. 17, 2009 at 4:32 pm
thnxs so much :)
 
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