Suffering Minds
By Barbii
They sacrafice our feelings, to make themselves feel good. Hate and pain surge inside to bring us o today; Darkness covers our bleeding hearts; And burns inside our souls. Trash and evil lives inside and revolves around our hate. No one treasures the sweet, sweet suffering; Bringing themselves to an end; Feeling their pain inside as they drag the blade across their veins; Hoping to spill the blood, in which is full of venom that lashes out to their tongues.This is one of my first poems ever written. So please comment. Written January 15th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 03:41 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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