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Killer Clown

Tear that have fallen down my face Gather in a pool around my feet. My fears are coming true. You don't love me anymore. I can see the hate fill your eyes. You say that I'm just a useless Screw Up. I can't do anything right anymore If you won't love me anymore then I will hate you with such passion. Don't you see what you've done to me? I can't breathe anymore. My heart's stopped beating My soul's been devoured, I am evil. My friend stares at me from across the room Waiting for me to lose my cool To use him on my wrist. Will I? You caused this mess now finish it. Don't stop hating, Don't stop killing me slowly Lock me up Throw away my key, Just keep him away from me. It's all too late. You can't stop him anymore No more will I listen to you, Instead of my wrist, Should it be my neck? So you wish that you had never met me? Wish that all the damage I had caused vanished? Like a cloud of smoke in the wind? If I end both of our misery, Would they understand? Would they understand if My life ends today? Would they laugh at me? Spit on my grave? Does this make sense to you? Does the fact that I refuse to Cower before you cause anger? Do I cause the insanity to flare? Am I the reason why you yell? Did I kill you too? Am I just crying for nothing? Was there anything between us? Am I just a fool? Tricked by love, That emotion that causes pain. It started out okay. Why couldn't I see that You weren't feeling The same that I was? (He's calling out to me). I'm scared, I can't see The light at the end of my tunnel. Is it true that I'm the Devil's daughter, Damned to Hell From the day I was born? Is this the way my light's supposed to go out? Am i going to be the one who Makes everyone laugh? Am I just The Killer Clown?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 4/16/2012 8:35:00 PM
thats very intense with emotion, ur good at putting emotion in ur poems, sounds like that person was a jerk
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