I'm a nooby to the poetry game, so go easy haha!
I sit here in the dark, hurt and sad from what I've faced.
I've been talked down, hurt by the ones who love to hate.
Hurt by the ones who I kept so close.
Not behind my back, but right in my face.
A joke to them, fun and games.
It hurt me, like the worst kind of ache.
A horrible pain, nothing but sorrow and shame.
I want to be alone now, just leave me be.
"It will make you a man!" Is what they say.
If that's the case, then a man is not what I want to be!
Your so proud with the ugly things you say!
A swollen ego, filled with envy and hate!
Why is it that your so content, with the evil things you say?
Have you no shame?
I thought you were my friends.
All you are is a pack of wolves, hiding in the skin of sheep!
You pretend to be kind, loving, and gentle.
In reality you are hateful, insecure, and fake!
Just leave me alone!
I want nothing to do with you.
You have hurt me for the last time!
I will go my own way, alone, if it's meant to be.
I would rather be alone anyways, than with you.
All you are is fake!
I will pray, not for myself, but for the next victim you choose to take.
May God be with him, so he may endure your fake love, and your oh so real hate!
As for me, I'm fine as long as I'm not next to you, the ones who love to hate!