I'm not very happy with all their accusations.
Their constant need for confrontations.
I ignore all their empty consolations.
Tired of my constant paralyzation.
What they say about him always end in exclamations.
What i say about him might end in my hospitilzation.
I had a very active imagination.
But now all it has is hallucinations.
Their presence now is such an irritation.
His love knows no limitation.
Their attutiudes need some modifications.
My life should not be a negotiation.
All i need is some sedation.
Or at least less suffocation.
So, i decided to run toward a happier destination.
Finally gonna get my liberation.
This is the day of the devils assassination.
Author notes
I'm not sure if im done with this. Any suggestions on where some lines may need work? should some lines go in different places?
Should some lines go in a different place?
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This sounds like an anger poem, you know, the kind you write in the heat of the moment, or even later if the moment is still raw enough for you. I think you should leave it as is, it's very good. And its rough unpolished look sound gives it emotion. Very, very good.
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