Death Note To The World

Jing

The King Of Bandits
I'm sick and tired of all your lying
Don't know why your even trying
Yelling at me to my face
Your words, it seems, they have no base

Constant thoughts are suicidal
Ripping at my mind so idol
Leaving me with nothing left
I embrace your constant theft

Theres nothing left for me to feel
Nothing left for you to steal
Nothing left for me to try
Nothing left so i will die

Pupils of the world please hear
Listen close and so draw near
Your killing all of those around you
and theres nothing you can do
 

Lalaith

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That was so good. Sad, really sad and dark which makes me love it even more. That's the type of poem I love to read. And it's just great. I wish I could make something like this. I've only made a poem in my life and I don't think is very good. lol