Waiting To Die
Hatred for life is symbolized by a knife ,
to slice the pain and forget your strife.
Tortured by rage deranged and betrayed.
Amidst all the heartache the blood will be sprayed.
Tears for fears of living a lie,
time has a way of going on by.
Waiting for something or someone or nothing.
Just hating the world and waiting to die.
-Yours Truly
Copyright © Yours Truly | Year Posted 2013
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