Worthless

I hope you read this. You know who you are.

When you lay superfluous hands upon her,
you feel your ego grow to unbearable levels,
and your masculinity swells.

The reality is that for every finger
that you free your hate with unto her innocence,
you are less of a man than you ever were.
And no matter how hard you try,
you will always be worthless.

I hope you die.

Author's Note

tell me what you think.

Reviews

[Dani California]

I'm with Mel, I don't know what caused this, but it's emotional and strong. Someone, disgusts you -- that is apparent. There are so many out there who prey.... :(

[Nely Amorim]

I don' know the circumstances of the subject matter but it certainly bears a lot of anger and hatred. a good strong piece.

[DarkAngelWriter]

...s**t. Fact or fiction?

Amazing, as always ^_^

[Courtney]

this poem is very interesting ^^ you did a good job with coveying the subject through this poem ^^

[Wildfleour]

I'm not sure the last line is necessary. The venom you feel towards this person is apparent (and seems to be accurate).

[Sydelle Houston]

It's short and effective, which is great. Micheal Teal wrote something similar; I'm glad people are writing about this subject, it should be brought to light any way it can.