I never saw

 The scornful outlaw

But when she came home

 I was hateful


Never once did I stop,

Hoping I could kill him,

For the dread she brought home

I was angry.


I was told not to sin,

 Death over reason,

But if I find you,

I’ll take prison.


My heart still cold,

The thoughts never age

I was hateful,

And still remain


Im not god,

Im only human,

My memory ruins,

I was angry


What’s forgiveness?

To shake your hand and lie

I can’t forgive you

because I tried


You got away,

Another girl may lay,

Her body to the ground,

She was Afraid


I will write,

So men like you don’t find

Simple Weak minds

To enslave


I was told never find you,

Your trace washed away

But if I catch you

So will your name


Im not god,

Im only human,

So I won’t save you

I am hateful



Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.   

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