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Idiot PoemWhy can I do nothing right?When I fail I cringe in frightI don't know if its done to his delightBut it always ends in a painful fightI am of no useHe should have already cut my string looseIt is as I am searedAnd that hateful feeling always leersI will never cry him any of my tearsBut it is my faultI know I must take this blameBecause I did this to myself to my shameAnd even as I writeThis poem is not quite right
Rats EntwinedRats EntwinedI can not seeHow this can beYou absolutely hate meYou stabbed me twiceYet your grip is like a viceThe hearts are entwinedYours and mineLike rats tangledBecoming more bruised and mangledThey gnaw and biteIn an endless fightUntil blood runs redAnd both are dead
A Moment of Self HateA Moment of Self HateI say things I don't meanThe attempt to make you laugh was too keenIt ended in a fitYou called me a bitchIt's not first time it's saidSo why let it dwell in my head?I'll go to sleep instead