A cornered man

A cornered man

A Poem by Tobias Rasmussen
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Where do we get to flee??

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A cornered man.
I can barely stand.
Can barely run.
Was out looking for fun.

To be so displeased with life long advice.
The woman was the cat, all of us were mice.
I fled to a place only I could have known.
To find it occupied by another being unknown.

I fought and I cried, angry with life.
Told her you are the meanest b***h and the worst f*****g wife.
Life, you f*****g s**t. Are you gonna f**k with us all??
How can you keep making us fall??

To life I wrote my feelings pure.
That f*****g sadist put them under torture.
I am never gonna trust you again.
Your empty promises of being a friend.

Nah I know your deal, and I ain't bought.
I could afford a castle and still have a giant hoard.
You keep coming back like a tramp out of green.
You start to resemble harley f*****g queen.

I am the joker, and you are my b***h.
I am the thief, I'm the one stealing your s**t.
You are a nothing and don't you think otherwise.
It'll be your own f*****g funeral and your deserved demise.

Oh whom am I kidding.
Life I'll do your bidding.
I'll dance, tip tap toe.
I am the b***h and I am the hoe.

I'm a cornered man.
I have never had land.
I fled to the toilet, gasping.
This' ll be my last stand.

© 2014 Tobias Rasmussen


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Added on January 24, 2014
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Tobias Rasmussen
Tobias Rasmussen

Copenhagen, Denmark, Denmark



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I am new. I am young. My writing highly reflects my age and my POV in life. I have no experience writing happy and philosophical stuff. I can write dark and sad stuff since I can do what other young p.. more..

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