Kill Me

Just do it

Or i'll do it myself

I'll do it soon

And i'll burn in hell



Slit my throat

Burn me alive

Rip me to peices

Just so I die



I hate my life

Like never before

For tons of reasons

They just keep coming more and more



Faking smiles

Faking laughs

I really need

To kick someones ass



Or someone to hurt me

To give me worse pain

Worse then the thoughts

That are already in my brain



Dont feel bad for me

Or at least dont fake it

You can even bitch me out

And make me feel like shit



Then i'll just go and end it

I'll end it all

Then you'll never be fucking bothered

By this fucking loser named Paul

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This isen't to any one person so dont think it is

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abbie porcello's picture

man it sucks that you feel this way. i feel this way all the time and it really sucks. i like this poem... brings back memories

the guy who writes the poems's picture

oh yeah one more thing Eddie. Try it!

the guy who writes the poems's picture

See Eddie thats why the poem is called "Kill me" so i don't have to do it myself. I don't feel like being killed at the time right now but I might later. You can kick my ass whenever you want Eddie. You to Jill. You know just for fun.

Ruby's picture

You tell him Eddie

Eddie Doyle's picture

hay i could bitch u out but i'll just beat your ass whin i see u u ever try to kill your self and there WILL BE HELL TO PAY

Ruby's picture

ok