You Are My Knife For My Emo Soul Poem by dark queen
You Are My Knife For My Emo Soul
This is my soul screwed up, unhappy
this is my soul filled with sorrow and pain.
This is my heart filled with anger;
I hate you and there's nothing you can change.
Why dont I hate you?
You sit and you ponder.
Why don't I kill you and end all my pain?
Because I still love you
like I love my scars
Because I still love my bringer of pain
*i wrote this to show my brother how screwed up i can be*
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