Alone.

Alone.

A Poem by SyN

No more of taking this hatred from you.
You make me feel dead, when I'm talking to you.
You take me for granted, when I'm not around.
So burn all your bridges, 'Cause I'm not going down.

I hope you're unhappy, and hurting inside.
I want you to choke, when you swallow your pride.
Lay in your coffin, and sleep with your sins.
Give me the nails, and I'll hammer them in, right now.

This time you wont be heard.
You are gonna burn.
Its funny how the table,
how the table turns...

You fake, fake your damnation.
You pray, pray for salvation.
'Cause your heart is made of stone.
You can die and rot alone.

Just die and rot alone.!

© 2016 SyN


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SyN
I'm new.
Thanks for reading.
I appreciate it
^_^

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it's good, as in really good and specially this part "'Cause your heart is made of stone.
You can die and rot alone."

Posted 8 Years Ago


SyN

8 Years Ago

Thank you very much...

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