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They Were Right / My Last Poem

Poetry By: LizLew
Poetry


This is probably going to be my last poem ever.


Submitted:Nov 19, 2011    Reads: 19    Comments: 4    Likes: 4   


My broken soul is breaking still,
My frozen heart is frozen still.
My eyes see all truths and lies,
My blood is cold deep inside.
My voice it hurts from screaming so loud,
My depression rises and spreads around.
I annoy my family and hurt the ones I love,
They live in innocence, while I have none.
I close these eyes that see my truths,
I hurt everyone, and sorry just won't do.
A rope around my neck and a chair beneath my feet,
I know that a corpse everyone will soon see.
I think of comments and pain from my past,
All memories involve a first and last chance.
I take a deep breath for those that hate me,
They Were Right, I am useless.
They Were Right, I am annoying.
They Were Right, I should die.
They Were Right, I can't do anything.
They Were Right, I ruin everything.
They Were Right, about every single hateful thing they've said.
They Were Right, was the last thought to penetrate my head.





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