The thing that kills me
The absolute most
Is how you tried to make me
The bad guy
In your story
When you, the writer
Of your story
Was the only bad guy
Who hid behind
Good people,
Stabbing them
In their boney backs
Making them
Become bad.
YOU ARE READING
The Dark Road Called Life: Poems
PoetryThese poems are how I feel in the moment. I know the first few absolutely suck, but the bottom ones would have to be the best in my opinion. I am open to criticisim and I hope you enjoyed your reading. Thank you! Bye!
