Untitled 05A Poem by Donkey!2004-09-07 Encircle me with your loving hate, I’m enjoying this, what more is there to gain? My soul is nearing its exhaustion and I’ve acquired a taste for perpetual pain. Oppress – lay all your hate on me. Depress – as I let it overtake me. Straight to the brain, it’s keeping me insane, there’s plenty more for me to gain. Bloody knife and holes in my skin, I’m ready for more of your malicious kin. Through the deafening silence I can hear your malevolence. Replicate – ninety-nine more to go. Sift my hate – let everyone know how you abuse and desecrate, how you never try to isolate. They don’t know that I’m loving this, they don’t see how my life’s a bliss. So push aside your sanity and scream out in ecstasy. I’m addicted to your massacre, my disaster. So stay committed to this malediction and become my ending, my revelation, as the mendacious truth unfolds right before my eyes... my life retold. © 2009 Donkey! |
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Added on April 25, 2009 AuthorDonkey!Jacksonville, NCAboutMy poems are from when I was in High School. They're old and I was young, and probably could've been written with a better flow, so bear with me. I myself am currently enlisted in the Marine Corps.. more..Writing
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