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.
