I-N-S-A-N-E

by; Ally

I really have no idea why I decided to write free verse poetry. I just wanted to try it, and see what the feedback.

So enjoy my weirdo May angst.

:D


She hates love.

The way love feels.

The way love l o o k s.

It tears her apart.

And into a [million] P 3 1 C 3 S.

She felt love once.

But, she was late.

He [(slipped)] through her fingers like wet spaghetti.

And found someone else.

He found her.

Her.

She wanted to rip her throat out;

Make sure her pain drove her insane.

That was why she was now in this god-forsaken place.

Stuck behind steal bars, and [tempted] by the rusty rod that hang in the corner.

Because she was (I N S A N E).

Because of her.

That's why she is this way.


R&R, before Ally tears her hair apart.