Some random poems i wrote

HATE

Hate
Like a spell, 
drives everyone away
no one listens,
no one cares, 
i'm left alone,
night and day,
to suffer,
in a harmful,
painful way.

JUST ONE

If i gave myself
one cut for all done wrong,
i would suffer and die,
then you would
have to cut me, 
for the worst thing i ever did
Then you would
Cut yourself
for hurting me, 
And some how,
some way, 
we all die the same fate