a poet comes to life
yea on thursday i wrote a poem and some ppl told me i had talent i dont really beleive them. i dont beleive much ppl say to me anymore but o well right who cares what they say i know i dont. yea ive been having some fun latly in math u know since faith isnt in there anymore *sarcasmness* but yea o well.
i see you everyday we hold hands we kiss but underneath it all we abuse eachother. I slap you, you hit me. i cut you, you cut me. i lick the blood off your body to leave no stain. i hear rumors every day it disgust me more than life itself but i dont care i love you. we say it but do we mean it. i see your legs and the scars ive caused and i feel terible. i hate the way i treat you but i cant help it. im so sorry i do this to you i have scars from blades to sharp to play with. the beautiful scars on my legs are marks from everytime i hurt you. if only you knew how bad i feel
i see you everyday we hold hands we kiss but underneath it all we abuse eachother. I slap you, you hit me. i cut you, you cut me. i lick the blood off your body to leave no stain. i hear rumors every day it disgust me more than life itself but i dont care i love you. we say it but do we mean it. i see your legs and the scars ive caused and i feel terible. i hate the way i treat you but i cant help it. im so sorry i do this to you i have scars from blades to sharp to play with. the beautiful scars on my legs are marks from everytime i hurt you. if only you knew how bad i feel