Fuck it

Fuck it I give up on you

My wish will never come true

I will fucken go on my merry way

You will never be with me anyways



So I will give up on life

I'm going to take this knife

I will cut right through

I'm ending my life because of you



So fuck it all

I won't pass you in the hall

I will be gone

You will find me after the break of dawn



Blood from my wrist

And it's all because I was pissed

I didn't want to deal

So now I can not feel

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This what I think about life.

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Teri Schneider's picture

This is a really good poem! It shows a lot of what I feel about life. Keep writing!

Cecily Hope's picture

This is so angry, I love it. I think this is my favourite poem of yours.