Wednesday, August 14, 2013

365 Poems in 365 Days: I Hate Everything

If I want I can choose the day I die
It would hurt everyone I love except me
I’d never see the tears people cry
When I decide what the ending will be

It would hurt everyone I love except me
I tried too hard and not enough to please
When I decide what the ending will be
Escape this life, I always had the keys

I tried too hard and not enough to please
All me feelings burnt down ever so low
Escape this life, I always had the keys
Red, like embers, I just stare as they glow

All my feelings burnt down ever so low
I’d never see the tears people cry
Red like embers I just stare as they glow
If I want I can choose the day I die

It was late at night and I was feeling down. A prime example of my inner gloomy seventeen year old poetry. Number 127.

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