Im Sory But I Blame You
they were my big brothers,
and they passed away.
i thought i loved them,
but why dont i cry?
why doesnt it bother me?
is it so bad that i blame them,
blame them for not being here for me,
for not being alive,
for everything im going through?
why couldnt it jus be me,
why could i have been the one,
the one to to get shot?
they loved life,
i dont, i hate it.
i look at knifes, i look at ropes,
should i end my life myself?
should i stab the misery,
and watch the blood with happiness?
should i hang the misery,
without thinking twice?
or should i just walk in the steets,
waiting for someone to come up behind me,
and end the missery?
-Amanda Adriana Nicole Martinez
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