Angel of Darkness

Rookie (May 23,1992 / North Carolina)

My Knife - Poem by Angel of Darkness

I hate this house, too many tears,
I can't wait 'till I get out of here.
I could walk away in the night,
just leave without a fight.

I've given up all my hope,
there's just no way I can cope.
I'm so sick of this life,
but I could end it all with my knife.

I doubt anyone would care,
or miss me when I'm not there.
They'd go on about their day,
with me no longer in their way.

Parents hate me, life isn't fair,
I bet everything is better 'up there'.
I'm just so sick of this life,
so I'm ending it all with my knife.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, July 15, 2011


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