The StruggleA Poem by Jeremiah MedinaOh you hellacious fiend How you love tormenting me. You vile monstrosity. Spreading your misery. You fowl obnoxious beast Devouring everyone that you meet Feeding on the weak You can't even speak Oh demon from hell You love suffering so You torture my soul. With a smile unknown. Your evil surpasses Consuming the masses What's left to happen? Who'll die the fastest? A fight to the death. Who wants to bet? It's not over yet. Nothing left to regret. I killed the monster. Now I am a master. There will be an answer. I'll have satisfaction. Defeated the enemy. My own negativity. Care free reality The struggle is complete.
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1 Review Added on February 10, 2015 Last Updated on February 10, 2015 AuthorJeremiah MedinaIn the Woods, TXAboutI Am Me. Not a tree. Not a dream or submarine. I am happy. I am Free. I am laughing, At disbelief. Living life, Lovin beats. I am me This is it. more..Writing
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