OK, I know that some of my poems SUCK ASS! But really it is a way for me to deal with things in my life. Sometimes writing about it is like an escape for me. So enjoy my hell!!!!
I have taken flight
I'm now out of your sight
But still you ring my bell
And send me to my personal hell
But then I come back
With feelings that I lack
What the hell is wrong with me?
It fills you with glee
To make me shrink a little
While you play the Devil's fiddle
Then you laugh in my face
Trying to make me into a disgrace
You tell all your friends nothing but lies
Even send out your personal spies
If only everyone knew
How well I really treated you
To have you stomp on my heart
To have you tear it apart
You tell story after story
You think you have stolen my glory
But when the tables finally turn
You will be the one to burn
Cause of all the lies that you tell
One day you will go to hell