Disater

This life is to tough,
The struggle to live is to rough.
Dont believe in fairtales or love,
When people get close I tend to shove.
Can't handle the hurt,
Dont want to be a flirt.
Standing by myself all alone,
Only talking in a whispered tone.
No reason for God to try,
In the end I will just die.
Screwed up my life to the fullest,
I have no soul i already sold it.
Creating trouble all around,
Shooting everyone to the ground.
The Devil owns my lonely soul,
Now i have a perfect role.
Manager of the worst disaster,
Making the world crumble in faster.
This life is to tough,
The struggle to live is too rough.

Author Information

Cota_Cutie
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Joined: 01/27/2010

Poll

How often do you write poetry?
Daily
20%
Weekly
11%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
47%
During stressful or emotional times
13%
Not that frequently
4%
I just like to read poetry
3%
Total votes: 339