My heart is drowning, yet no one is saving it…

Drowning in fear,

In hate,

In depression,

In anger.


He shot me with words,

And cut me with eyes,

For he was merciless.

But my anger is my floatie,

Now I rise


But I’ve come to breathe,

N’ I’ve come back with vengeance,

With hate,

With greed…


To put him in fear,

To finish him,

To break him,

To demolish him,


But now I see the clouds,

For a raised hand has caused much trouble,

And now I have seen,

That anger, is one letter short,


From danger…


  • :

    DUDEGUY was in trouble... to get out of depression, DUDEGUY wrote this poem. That's it peeps...



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