Damn It

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Never fails.

Never fucking matters.

The fuckup always appears.

And fucks everything over in the end.



Yea shit...

Guess it’s my fault...

Letting it get so far.



I don't know...

Guess u can all hate me.

I don't care much anymore.

Though I wonder if I should.



Yea well sorry,

Guess I truly am.



It’s just me.

My fault.

Letting it get so fucking far.

Letting it all out at once...



Yea so it fucks me over in the end anyway.

And you wonder why I don't talk.



Damn it I’m sorry.

But I don't know what else to say.

It’s how I work,

Wish I could change,

But obviously ill always be the ass...

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Justine W's picture

I understand this poem. trust me it sounds like some of the stuff I've written. I like that you don't shy away from profanity. I honestly think it makes some poems a whole lot stronger.