obrien

Frankly..... I could give a shit if you like it or not...... I'm gonna put it in my journal anyway.......

Pick up the pieces to my broken heart.
I look back and wonder why we had to start.
You make me nervous.
You even make me cry.
The best thing I did to you,
was making you say good-bye.
I don't want to know you,
and wish I never had.
Everytime I think of you,
It only makes me mad.
You say things that torture me,
and make me want to die.
I think I would be better off,
gouging out my eyes.
So I hope you're happy
with all this shit you've done.
I want to kill myself, so there, you've fucking won....



Put a thousand needles into my bloodshot eyes.
I can't imagine what you've done to me
I hope you fucking die.
It wouldn't be in vain this time
I'd make it all worth while, but I think you already have.

what's a life for a life that never had a chance?
The choice you easily made is fucking up my life.

what's a life for a life you had no right to give...... or TAKE?




now I know that these are probably the first poems that any of you have seen from me, but this is me opening up in a way....... I just had shit on my mind and this is the best way to express yourself. Although, I'm not the best writer in the world. After that I do feel better....