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Author: EvilUnderdog
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Reviews: 1 - Published: 12-28-07 - Updated: 12-28-07 - Complete - id:2455751

Eisley couldn't say it better than I,

'Go away; leave me on my own'

I don't give a crap if this makes you cry,

Because you never gave a crap as far as I've known.

Your whole family is a pack

Of dirty fucking whores;

Your whole church stabbed my back

You won't catch me DEAD there anymore.

I can't understand how you can be

So insensitive to others' feelings...

If only you knew what life's all about

What life is with all of it's meanings.

Have you ever been close to death?

Have you ever seen God reach out his arm,

To close your eyes and take your last breath,

Have you ever thought yourself dead for so close to harm?

I have.

And what happened?

You wern't there.

Nothing happened.

You didn't care.

Don't try to whine about

How oh, you love me so

Because last time that came out your mouth

I made myself let you go.

You're lucky I'm still alive,

Because that day, I wanted to die.

I stil wonder what made me change my mind;

I still wonder why.

Now God has blessed me in so many ways,

In ways you'd never understand.

Fuck you and fuck your friends

Who had me eating out your hand.

You didn't teach me much.

I learned to sing in key by myself.

I learned how to overcome depression by myself.

I learned how to have fun by myself.

I learned how to pray to my God by myself.

Granted, you tought me one thing:

I'll never be able to trust another living being as long as I live.

Yeah, thanks a lot, Elizabeth.



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