Murdered

by Ishari   Feb 16, 2005


I was murdered by the world
Using my hands to hold the blade
Their fingerprints aren't around
But the did it just the same

Taunting me and teasing me
Telling me I wasn't write
All theses years I have been left hear
Fighting a loosing fight

All of them after me
Me to defend myself
Close myself off to them
But still I feel their pelts

They told me I was below them
Told me I should die
Took away all my pride
And that I couldn't cry

They let people trick me
Every morning to wake up
Go threw the day in pain and hate
And to sleep in witch I hope to never wake

My entire life has been a joke
People getting their amusement out of me
I was sitting there doing nothing
But crying inside so deep

There names inside my head
There hate inside my heart
Handing me a knife
In witch to end my life

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