Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I see hate in me and all around me. Anger hate frustration lostness, loneliness, failure. Don't know a way around it, it's like a wall I cant break down So I must hide it well and hide it well I do. No one can see me beaten down and broken and the tears that will fall. They'll shed pity upon me thinking thy understand but it's not even close, not even half of it. All these things that come my way one after the other like bullets I can't doge. Such a grand path that I had for me those long years ago Shattered like a rock through a window Never to be picked up and put back together again. So much shit is wrong, keeps coming and coming again. If I pour out all this shit inside I become nothing less of a burden and worry to others. I will not let such make me weak and bring me down. Why Me? I always seem to ask. God has made me different, special in some way and not like the rest. There is one thing that does not have my hate. My family and friends who are now my family. They are all I have, my brothers and sisters. My world is so confusing need to fight so hard but there's only so much one man can take. I've wished a lot for love but its not going to be there. Who could? I am nothing in my life, just patheticalness. Nobody knows in the smallest amount what I've been through, have to go through. The journey I've gone through to get to where and who I am today. It all comes down to how I hate my life, call me a bitch, call me a pussy, or even a baby. My mind and body failed me, and everything I do fails follow. For all of this and everything, I hate. Hate is all I have left.
Enter Author Name (Not Required)