This is my first poem entry into my journal its called "To whom it wont concern".
This is a letter sent to you my most precious jewel
A love and hate note (written from the pen of a fool).
Darling you are my life but you want me to die
So if my life gives me death does that equal suicide?
I am so sick of by you being always regected
But at least by now its become "somewhat" expected.
From this second place cell I will never be free
Someones always closer, smarter, or richer than me!
They say broken hearts from lost loves can be mended
But you cant mend lost loves that havent yet ended.
Dont worry Im not gonna kill myself and go right to Hell
Your going to bring it to me (you do that quite well).
Tonight (like usual) thoughts of you I will keep
I'll try to dream of you but nightmares fill my sleep.
So t'is love I send to my abuser (you know who you are)
You hurt me up close as I admire from affar.
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