F**K

• Artist: lizziebordens_bloodbath
• Description: this is a rather disturbing poem that i wrote down really fast
  after my father left my life
  dont leave any comments that will insult me
  cuz really
  this poem was made from all that was going on im my life at the time
  so it would be kinda screwed up for you to say anything bad about it.
  i dont expect good ratings
  but i atleast expect 1 person to relate in someway and know theyre not the only one going through things...
• Date: 09/22/2008
• Tags:

F**k
is what he does...
screws up his life, cheats on his wife now he hates life
and is dying on his throne
f**k
I come into life
with all of his knives, and his lies yelling and cursing through the telephone
f**k
I had that dream
I wish it were real, if only a while
to forgive himself for all the harm that he’s done
f**k
I know he wont
it was only a dream, only one scene
where he had cared for the children he once called his own
f**k
is what he taught
the real definition, the only good memory
the origins of such a sorry word that he said with one dying moan
forenication under consent of the king
quoted from the king who died on his sorry throne
f.*.c.k.

Comments

[_XXmana_lovelessXX_]

wow... i feel the same when my sunvabiatch dad left when i was in 5th grade, i know how it feels. trust meh. he was in and put of meh life and cheated a bunch of times and now i have 4 step/half siblings who i don't even know!!!!! i know how f***** up our dads are. if u need someone to talk to, i is here for you!!!!

[Seanuchu]

very nice. and i know im not the only one goin through things.

[xPRxRioske]

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