(i was born 2 be broken
i realize this every day i wake up
i was born 2 be hated
i realize this every time i break up
digging deeper into my broken mind
searching for the reasons of any kind
too keep me on my feet
tearing deeper into the vains of life
my only friend is my knife
trying too make myself bleed)
part 2
crawling over the floor
sliding against the door
with medication i will fade
untill there is nothing left 2 hate
tearing through the flesh
spending my last cash
on things i dont even need
cutting untill theres nothing 2 bleed
just throw me away
like a used rubber
just blow me away
why are you so ######6 stubborn
just throw me away
living my last days
filled with wasted ways
addicted to the things i hate
glued to the things that break
my hands are filled with reasons
to give up and move along
my head is filled with the treasons
that ###$ me up when i was strong
my eyes are filled with tears for you
i shed for every relapse
my mind fears the things you do
i am part of the mishap
burning the pain away
for every time i pray
breathing in and breathing out
holding in then you shout
i feel so ######6 small
i just want too ###$ it all
a desire to end this $#%^
for every time you throw a fit
crawling over the floor
beating against the door
hoping you will unlock it this time
you never did before
Poem written by : Tortured Mind
the poem bout the star.. yea that one 2 forgot 2 log in...