Ev'ryday From Dusk 'Til Dawn
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Splattered freedom
All over my world
Shall it make me sick?
Sicker than ever?
My life split open before me
And spit out hate and anger
The rage of the wars ahead
Lies an antsy feeling
Just waiting for the doors of hope to open
I thought that when love left
__that I was supposed to have money
But I am strapped for cash
No pistol
Can't even rob a bank
'Course I would need more than a pistol
I'd even need others to help me
But anyway
__waiting around for the dead to start walking
Is just getting harder
I knew I was in for this though
When laughing spiders
Bite me where ever they damned well please
Makes me wanna piss on Charlotte's web
Hurting with guilt I'll be
But I don't care
I just wish I had no hair
Then maybe they wouldn't crawl on my head
Ranting with rage with a razer
Almost every other night
What a life
No bitch in sight
Not for a while
Fuck life
I bet I really am dead
'Cause this is Hell
The real world was nothing like this
But since I'm medicated
Well
"You know"
Fish often fry better in their water
But me
I ain't fried in over 10 and 1 half years
But, no fear
Just a shabby effort of the skies above
To fix my life
I ain't thee only one too undeserving
__to've earned fairness
And that's thee only thing keeping me going
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07-24-'12 #2
D. L. Cannon
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