Go ahead and make fun of me
In this world you won't go far
Because I'll make you see
How you've created a scar
You push me around
And get in my way
You push me around
Just to make me sway
You cause me much grief
That gives me another scar
I only ask for relief
So I can go far
I will not back down
I won't be filled with fear
In a lake of pain you wanted me to drown
But I'll stand my ground here
You won't cause another scar
You won't make fun of me
You didn't go far
And I've made you see
YOU ARE READING
The Death Poems: Collection 2
PoetryThe second collection of poems about darkness and evil. This collection will have everything from zombies to nightmares. Collection 3 is now published, so please check that one out as well.