PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Filled with hope

Filled with dispair

Kill the feeling

Without a care

Call me safe

I am betting I'm not



Watch out childern

Here we come

Another lesson

This life is dumb

Call me smart

I am betting I'm not



Two hundred words

Two hundered tongues

Far too many

With those guns

Kill me know

I am betting I'll die



You made these

Words I speak

Taught me lessons

Made me shrink

Into a hole

I am betting I'm done



Cut me up

Tear me out

Quiet the voice

No need to shout

Beat me so bad

I am betting I'm hurt



More lies to tell

This life isn't done

Kill the mother,

Not the son

Cry him to sleep

I am betting I'm tired



Slow it down

I hate to run

Never a point

To having fun

Just let me be

I am betting I'm worthless



I am betting I'm through