Scream at me,
maybe your voice will kill me inside.
Hit me with your words,
What's the worst that could happen?
Bruise my memories,
ignore me.
Hopefully I'll go mad with silence.
Hate me more than anyone ever could,
so I could try to hate myself more.
Walk away,
I'll just walk straight into my own hell.
Love me,
too late,
I'm already gone.
It is necessary to be sad. We all have bad luck, but I am sure you will find true love. Don't think that boys are hard to impress. They are easily impressed, and I am a boy. I have a crush on...
I'm Gone
Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009 with permission of the Author.
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