Already twisted

by Megin   Jun 11, 2005


Beaten, battered, tore
thinking to turn and run
run from the world
with a simple bullet from a gun,

Smooth metalic taste
as I lick the gun that I behold
putting my finger on the trigger
giving my soul to whom it's sold,

Red thick puddles
as I'm laying on the floor
laying in my own blood
as all my troubles pour,

What did I do
to deserve this pain I had
why did my life take a turn to the worst
and suddenly go bad,

How could he do this
did he mean what he would say
why did he play with my heart
leading me to what I did today,

Struggling and praying
trying to fight the pain
crying and dieing
trying to keep from going insane,

He use to say he loved me
but now I truly understand
love is just a word
not a meaning, or a mend,

Theres no fixing problems
with the 3 little words " I love you "
it only makes things worse
for the things it makes people do,

No more struggling and praying
no more will I try to fight the pain
no more crying and dieing
to late.. already twisted to insane

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  • 18 years ago

    by Prophecies In Kodak

    You write well..I've been reading a lot of your poems and I've actually added you to my favorites. You have some talent and a 5 from me.

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    by joey

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    by jay

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