I sit and tremble as I write this poem and these dreaded visions fill my lowly head
It seems that I have found out what I already knew and that is I am better off dead
Who loves me who loves me?
I ask as my tears answer no one
Regrets and mistakes fill my life that has been so very lonesome
I have gave my all to those with no return just I owe you
Now my all that I have left is going in to making this pain subdue
The nights that I would cry and stain my pillow case
Now leave bags up under my eyes and sweat all over my face
And my love I had for her while she had more love for him
Before I lay my life to rest I have a little present for both of them
I cock my pump to examine the barrel and make sure its rust free
Because I want my shots to be on point when I lay my vengeance upon thee
After all the how you doing and farewells and screams of pain
I will go home take a shower and watch the residue flow down the drain
Then I will write one more poem maybe it will be a haiku
Or maybe it will be an emotional poem who knows I have no clue
Why does it have to be this way……………………..
Why does it have to be this way……………………..
So tired so afraid
So angry with the games that has been played
My heart hearts and it beats with thunderous thumps
Inside my rage is building as I look towards my pump
There is an evilness inside me that is feeding on my hate
I know that once I complete my mission I will have sealed my fate
The clock is ticking faster there is a calmness in the air
I can see the beast inside of me in my reflection as I stare
My wild and mangy hair undone and matted down
My restless face covered in dried up tears and a depression filled frown
I breathe in………………….
Exhale………………………
I can’t figure out how having love for you in my heart
Can tear and shred my soul apart
How can I want to do this sinister crime against you?
Is it because of my love I had for you or is it because now I hate you?
Or is it because you said you hate me?
I never knew how strong emotions can be