Wicked Breaking

Confirm or deny, my fears run aerie.
Control everything, your power mine to blame.
Do not take, destroy, your useless in your ploy.
All is burning down, another wicked town.

Gain nothing from  your take, imagine all is fake.
Bury in the sand, shake nervous broken hand.
Carry burden to the grave, make mine to enslave.
Power to despise, bring forth your demise.

Evil are your ways, nothing are the days.
Remorse youve never felt, good hand you were not dealt.
Crept into back of mind, another thing to find.
Pain in mirror seen, nothing here to glean.

Enslaved in misery, you can not take from me.
Give away your pride, never here to hide.
Life is my demise, to much pain to prize.
Give out what is there, not from death to pair.

Overwhelming, everfaithfull, neverending, always pending.
Tole is taking, all are faking, constant breaking.

One can only imagine what this is about.

Author's Note

Figure out what this is about and let me know

Reviews

[realmwriter]

True , Only I know what it really means, but I'm open to interpritation!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Only you truly know what it means, my friend. Nice work for sure.

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Strange/unique writing style here. Good expression, and well written.

[Ripple of Aqua]

Its talking of a hidden secret, a crime that this person committed and that you are wishing you could denigh. A story you have to carry with you to the grave and a something that they are not ashamed of.