You broke me,
you destroyed me
You ruined everything
I've ever worked for.
I'm scarred,
permanently.
Ahh!
I feel like screaming,
like crying.
I'm ready to pull my hair out.
I can't write anymore,
I'm too frustrated.
Snapping my pencil
between my fingers.
I'm sick of mind games,
sick of the big words
I'm using to try
to get my message across.
Open your ears
my people and listen,
miraculous the things you'll hear.
The things you'll understand.
Screaming, broken, and crying
I'm just sitting here.
Again.
Watch out,
you'll pay for what you've done.
Someday.
Apr.-5-10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poem made me want to cry. I understand what your going through. You're not alone