![]() smileA Poem by joshua deathdealer![]() 03/2013![]()
Sometimes I just want to stab myself
In the face with a pencil Anger
built on top of seething lies Is
what my stomach feeds upon Worms
could crawl out of my eyes And I’d just laugh If
they’d let me I’d pour a bucket Of
broken glass down my throat
Or beat my head continuously
Against my knees My hate rages
Demons swim in my frontal lobes Working
their way to my fingertips
S m i l e
W e a r e h e r e © 2014 joshua deathdealerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() joshua deathdealerCasket City, FLAbout"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..Writing
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