Melissa Franks

World Of Hate

We silently scream into the dark,
As we sit alone and fall apart,
The feeling doesnt fit and the walls are to thin,
I would ask you to love me, (but it would be for pretend)
But on your faces yes we have arrived,
Welcome to my show as we arent really alive,
Id give you reasons to show a clap of hands,
But I dare you to try to stand,
You find my lips alluring oh wait its to late,
I promise you this time we spend together will be great,
My tattooed arms are looking through your skin,
Guess we arent the same as we had been,
This feeling of hello can meet my goodbye,
Its to late my little friend to cry,
You are stuck, stuck in this world of hate,

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 4, 2009

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  • Erial Maddox (11/4/2009 4:29:00 PM)

    Omg this was so good i loved how it ended =)

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