A*****e

a poem about a guy I like and hate at the sme time

A*****e

emotional

decay my

minds now

colored gray

 

all my thoughts

are black

frome the

love I

lack.

 

your fault

you stupid

a*****e I;m

not right

for you

 

s***s gonna

fly back

and forth

until

we die

 

I"ll slit

my wrist

put you

on my

kill list

you a*****e

hope you die

 

-abby lent