Sorrow. - Poem by Jamal ugh
The unspoken hatred you have for me,
you treat me like the enemy
you cast a web of pain and lies,
your so cold to save 'pride'
I never asked to breath air
Just unfortunant to have me there
quietly in the back of the room
drowing in my sorrow and gloom
No, I would not like a 'hug'
or a heart filled with choclate and dove's
My pain lie's below the surface
so scraping beneth to find purpose
so many scars, so much blood
this stems from lack of love
I can't imagine me without the knife
so I shall ask, just end my life.
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