Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

No matter what happens it won't take the pain away no matter what you have to say this is the price I have to pay to live another day it's attached to me like a mental scar a strap to hold it in try to kill it for its a sin still affects my kin even when it's in the bin you assign a grin how you're happy I'm dead and it's just like you said you mocked me on my death bed my death was by led not to my head my body covered in tire threads by my own mother in a bus now be with yours just us her right beside me