I asked you to show me what love is,
Thinking it was kisses and hug,
Instead it was parties and drugs.
While the other kids were taking something blue,
I was getting high off of you.
Sitting in the bathroom by myself,
I saw the scissors on the shelf.
I had second thoughts,
But you told me to do it,
That it wouldn't hurt.
So I rolled up the sleeve of my shirt,
And let it bite.
When I went too deep,
You only laughed.
As me and my blood laid on the floor,
You wanted more.
When I removed the masked,
Who I saw smiling behind,
Was someone I knew the whole damn time.
YOU ARE READING
Things I Know
PoetryThis is a book of poems that I wrote when I was going through a pretty damn tough time, and I showed them to a friend of mine and she said that they were really good. She told me that I should make a book and so I did. I don't think that they are th...
