Messed up and Sour
Haven't felt like this for so longSo fucked up
Punched a wall
Crying
Sour, salty tears
Dying so slowly and painfully
Accused of breaching trust
Told I was no longer loved
By the one I thought would never say that
Head in hands
Hiding the tears
Even the person in the mirror hates me
This is not just bad luck
This is hatred
No one up there likes me
They all hate me
And so does the world...
Poetry by gemma
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Written on 2006-11-11 at 16:13
Tags Pain  Anger  Tears 
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