Wounded By Love Poem by ASENA MARIE SATAN'S SPAWN

i am useless, i only ruin things i can never do anything right. i am stupid. i am weak. i am a mistake. i have been reminded of it everyday and the pain just grows stronger. NO LONGER DO I WANT TO LIVE. the hatred of others and the screams and echo's in my head. my heart is ticking away. i curse how much a coward i am, for not picking up the knife and ending it right there. i wish that i was born perfict so that my life would not have to be so sad. i am only a waste of oxygen. i am left broken hearted and i was not ready for that. if time could rewind, i would go back to my time with you, ending my tear filled nights. i would go back to before i was born so that i would have never messed up. birth was my death sentence. i am nothing more than a voice, that no one wants to or can hear. i am pathetic because of my self contious. i am scared because my pain keeps coming. i am crying because i have lost him. i hate the fact that i make the people i love sad. i hate the fact that i am living so that i can just die in the end. i hate the fact that i am not with him anymore. i am so alone and wounded by love. but most of all i hate the fact that everyday i will be reminded that i am nothing but broken hearted and dead from the inside out.