Poem -

FUCK THIS

written by a frog

FUCK THIS

This feeling.
Being unable to get them out your head,
While they just live there rent free.

Torturing my brain just to get some sort of information
yet my head is in the dark
How can I kick you out?

GET OUT!
I didn't agree to this.
Twisting my mind and for what?
Amusment?

I hate you
Yet i love you
Why do i feel like this?

Can someone please answer?
Give me a knife,
Give me a blade
Anythings better than this feeling.
Feeling of the unknown.
Do you like me?
Or is this just another one of your games
Funny how to me, youre everything
Yet you couldnt care less.
 

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Magic Bellmore

great poem, it expresses emotion really well! I don't think I could have written something like this (and my ego is the size of Russia?)

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Coffinnails13

Holy shit dude thanks! I have a trouble expressing myself so i express it through writting poems so this was really good to hear?

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Magic Bellmore

I release my feelings in anger and fury so I use poetry to express any other feelings cramped inside my head. but its a great poem, can you read some of my poetry?

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Coffinnails13

I'm sorry for the late reply but i checked out some of your poetry and I really liked it. I can't really give any critic because I myself am new to this and have no idea what im doing yet but i enjoyed reading your poems :)

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