Izzys crybaby poem of the week

Written by: Charlie Murder

dear all ive harmed and all i will
i know you wont listen
to my one truthful spill
but im sorry for harming you
and i always will

think back to the days
when i was a boy
and twelve years came to pass
took my innocence,my joy

broke all my bones 
took my heart and my soul
and held them all hostage
then killed them and stole

all i held oh so dear
though im only 16
no my only true fear
is to leave the one green

place the lord hath given me...
eden it was
now you see i wasnt meant to be
the one whom all grudge