Interior Terrorism

Random Rhymes......

I haven't loved since Cat (Quick-Write)
but who really gives a f**k about that?
S**t is in the past
and nothing good(e) ever does last
but nowadays I am so glad
to be alive on this day.
This life is crazy because
it never used to be that way.
Wallowing in utter despair and pity,
feeling let down because
my whole existence seems s****y.
Not even raised correctly;
both of my parents were failed hippies
But who gives a s**t? These
clothes still don't fit me.
I guess the apple doesn't fall
far from the tree
because these rhymes still means
I am a rapping f*****g hippy
and you illiterate sons a b*****s
will never understand or get me.
Ayuh, my name is Drew Kazinsky
and when the insanity begins to grip me
I smile and think about positivity,
which actually helps banish away
those evil thoughts of negativity.
It's not easy
when you have a bi-polar personality,
suffering from manic depression,
packing a loaded .357 Smith & Wesson.
A sick sense of passive aggressive obsession
over women I can't have
(When I told her I loved her all she did was laugh)
Reaching for straws seemingly out of my grasp
Oh no, I must have taken too much of my medicine
because I'm forgetting s**t again.
I had a rhyme ready for the paper and pen
but I couldn't find my notebook
which was sort of like losing a good friend
Such is this life, where sometimes the day ain't right
and one still has to survive the darkest hours of the black night
after the sun sets and it becomes harder to fight
tendencies and habits that in the daylight seemed silly
I once tried explaining this to God
but He didn't seem to hear me
so it is up to me clearly
to keep writing these words
that have both friends and family ready to fear me
but all is by my side
and though I don't want to
I am ready to die......

AnF
Stockton, Oakland, and Berkeley, California
October 2015

Author's Note

Res Ipsa Loquitur

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

Such is this life, where sometimes the day ain't right
and one still has to survive the darkest hours of the black night
after the sun sets and it becomes harder to fight
tendencies and habits that in the daylight seemed silly





























If that is more soul nd heart than I may have to check someone in their place

[Anamika]

the more I read the more I like it, Awesome write.

[Dayran]

Its quite a statement about living on the edge. It leaves me speechless. Nolite prohibere credens Deo.

[Mark]

"And though I don't want to, I'm ready to die." Wow. You are a poet. The Prophet rejected by his people. I will keep you I my thoughts that you might find something worth looking for.

[Zugzwang]

I love this rhyme. You bring an intensity and honesty to your writing without overexageration. It's all real. Keep it up, man. I want to read more.