Violence in my brain
Body weighed in pain
Not just you, but them
Her, him
All people hate
Wait
Should I hate all people
They aren’t all evil
They’re just confused
Like you
were. But I’ve had issues
before “us.”
Wasted tissues
Lenore stuff
Up there ya know?
Poe
And his words
Still heard
“Lenore, Nevermore.”
Eminem and his beats
Vile feats
fighting up here
Sheer
Pain is all I shall bleed
For a while. I need…
I don’t know what
But
I know I must wait
For my fate
For that second
When the beckon
For the power
“Just an hour?”
“No.”
“Just a day?”
“Nay.”
It’s mine
My line
My gift, my curse
My nerve
My verve
I’ve given, been shaken
Living just to be taken
From.
Dumb
me. They all say
Every day
And maybe they’re true
Who knew
I’d’ve done what I did
Lived where I lived
Hid where I hid
Moved too fast
Ignored the past
But maybe a blast to heed
Is what I need…
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