A_Z Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

The A_Z of my life is not a grate one.
Its a sad one in some ways.
For my life I try to end.
But still live.
Does someone up there hate me?
I hate my life its shit.
I hate the past.
But the past I can not change,
no matter how hard I try.

My childhood was taken.
Broken like a token.

The A_Z of my life.
Born and abused.
Done crime and don't care.

But I swear someone above hates me.
I know for sure I hate my life.
To God above,
Please take my life back,
I don't want it