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Hey dad!
Is this how you wanted it to be...
me dead...
lying in the tub
with a smile on my face
and with that damn note
taped to the ******** wall?
No I guess you didn't
but hey look dad
one of your baby gurls is dead
dead because of the hatred she has toward you
dead because she relized that life has no ******** meaning.
Hey look dad
now all you got to do is tell the family
please tell them in great detail
how I was at home all alone
with a ******** razor blade in my hand
cutting and cutting to take away the pain and the anger
that I feel towards you and my mother,
yeah mom this is about you to.
Hey look mom
I know this is how you ******** wanted it to be
me dead and out of ur ******** life
but look mom I'm dead now never to return.
I know you'll both say no I want my daughter back
and in my ******** arms again
but hey look that will never happen again
you'll never get the chance to yell at me again
or to hit me one last ******** time.
Did you think you's was rasing me right
well guess what...news flash...you didn't.
Any ways farewell and so long.




------this is a poem i wrote to my parents because this is what i felt!