Poor Fool
By KozMic BluEs
A lost hope A hated life I wanted you I want my knife To slice it out To cut the pain It shall ne'er Hurt me again Burgeoning its way through me Ripping at my soul that's weak Tearing at my flesh that's strong Breaking through them both complete So sad and down No life, just hate So dead and drowned In a cold, dark lake A lake of hated, vile stench A lake of death to innocence A lake that kills but one true kind. A lake that's here, deep in my mind. Pity me for I'm alone Spit on me I don't belong Hate me Rape me Kill Me Destroy me as I have destroyed myself I fear you not But I long for your hands around my neck To choke me, to help me die, to remove my sins, to purify my evil. Laugh at me. I deserve it all. Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Mar 02 2002 10:57 AM PST 0 • 1
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"A lost hope..."