I Just Want To Kill SomebodyMature

Poorly written, vague, jumbled up bull!^&%. But, I had to get it out.

Things in my life are okay, but the smallest thing she says, and I can't control my emotions.

It's because of what used to happen. She would yell, and I would cry and cut.

She would take away my loved ones, and I would cry and cut.

She would drive me insane, and I would cry and cut.

She would cry and remove every razor from the house, and I would cry.

Things are better now, but I cannot take a single remark from her. It brings back old wounds, wounds that were once sorrow and are now anger. Sometimes I just want to kill somebody.

It's because I became addicted now.

She nags, and I want to cut.

She bitches, and I want to cut.

She yells, and I want to cut.

I say I love her, I say I hate her. I think I love him, I think I like him. I don't know what the fuck to think.

The End

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