Poem

So lonley and cold,
How could you live to see me this way,
Look at what you've done,
You made me this way,
Can never look staright,
Can never look back,
You've got me in your twisted game,
Why can't you see,
You've won this game,
Now please,
Leave me alone,
And set me free,
Why do u you like to tourche me?
Do you like me to bleed?
Please,
Please let me go,
I beg you so,
Just at least let me say goodbye,
To my love ones,
Before you end my life
Bambie98 Bambie98
18-21, F
Sep 11, 2012