fighting the thoughts
The words that cut threw my skin is never ending
Are you now proud of me
Im still fighting the war youve started
Im truly thinking about giving up but you wouldnt like that
Im a dog in your eyes
nothing better or worse
your words are my command
Consenquenses........ ohh you and me have met before
No matter what i do im stuck in this room that swallows me
Ive wished you away so many times that i dont know whats real anymore
Racing to the end and i fall
I yell for your help and you turn away
thank you for everything
the death you have caused will alwyas ring threw your head
This poem is about:
Me