Truth Is

by Marsha Robertson   Jun 16, 2006


For so long I hve been hurt and kicked around.

and for so long Ive lived with the fact that you hated me.

But now I am on the edge of breaking down.

People always told me that your a hateful person and I would have to agree

Do I look like your pet that you can just push to the side?

The truth is grandma, I am tired of being hurt.

I have to do something about the hurt that for so long I seemed to hide.

But now I can no longer pretend, because I cant keep letting you kick me in the dirt.

I am now lying in my room with a shotgun in my hand.

The red shit you see dripping from my face is the blood that I have bleed.

The pain that I am feeling you will never really understand.

Dont worry... I will come back and see you, oh shit, never mind I'm already dead!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Kayd

    I like this one, though you've mispelt Bled in the third last line, and you might want to remove the second 'e'. Other than that, amazing!

  • 17 years ago

    by PygmyPuff

    Its a good start, but it needs some cleaning up. It seems more like a cry for attention, you should try and add some metaphoric comparisons...Describe the feeling and the vibes when you have the gun in your hand...

    [PymgyPuff]

  • 17 years ago

    by Sean Allen

    "For so long I hve been hurt and kicked around."
    have not hve
    ~~~
    "People always told me that your a hateful person and I would have to agree"
    you're, not your
    ~~~
    "The red shit you see dripping from my face is the blood that I have bleed."
    maybe either 'am bleeding' or 'bled'
    and you should edit the 'shit' out of your poem, since this isn't in the explicit section, and 'shit' isn't allowed otherwise.

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