Bitter Conflict

Bitter Conflict

A Poem by Doctor Deathstab

I’m sick and tire of dealing with conflict;

S**t at work and with family

I don’t need stress at this moment because

I could bring someone to their knees

Get your job done and don’t start anything

Keep your mouth shut and try to love me

Be the Christian you preach about so much

Stay away and let me breathe

Right now I’m unstable. Do me a favor and

Mind your business

When I decide to snap you don’t want to be

On my hitlist

This is not a threat, it’s more like sound

Advice

Heed my words now because I won’t say it

Twice

© 2008 Doctor Deathstab


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Added on December 26, 2008

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Doctor Deathstab
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I am a new breed of poet. I write what I feel and don't give a damn what others think. I am vulgar at times, but my thinking ability goes deeper than obscenities. (Did I spell that right?) So read bet.. more..

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