Pain

a short poem about the pain anger and loneliness of life

PAIN


I like pain its my love its my crush
I cut myself for the adrenaline rush
to you its sad to me its fun
I'll kill myself before I'm done

My light is fading its getting dim
my whole life is filled with sin
I hate this place I'll bitch and dread
I feel the gun against my head

I'm all alone I have no power.
A bitter taste, it taste sour.
I feel death he's coming here.
Its getting close, the end is near.

Where's the ax? Its in my hand
I'll kill you all where you stand
don't look at me I'm okay
just leave the room and go away

What's the point of going on
I don't think I'll see the dawn
you can see me but you look through
everybody hates me and I hate you

One more thing before I'm gone
and you can go back to being pawns
in my death the knowledge you'll gain
life is hard rough and full of pain


THE END