Death Day

Mean cold scary hateful world

Thats what this place is

Mean because of how they act

Cold because of their cold shoulder they give

Scary because of the weirdos

Hateful because all I see is hate in my life anyway

 

How they act??

Well as if they care then they don't

Their cold shoulder??

Only want to know at the start then push you away

Weirdos??

Them people who text you weird things

I think the hateful explains its self

 

I want to leave this place

But I can't

Used to have to reasons

Now just the one

That is my great uncle

I love him too much

I couldn't do that to him

 

Look out world

I'm here to stay

Until my death day

Author's Note

Tell me about any spelling mistakes and I'll change them, apart from that hope you like it

Reviews

[DreyaArt]

Thank you for writing.
It is a sad story within this poem.
I m not great with spelling So I will not say.
Please keep writing.
Blessed be.