voice of insanity
#WritcoPoemPrompt54
I feel my heart is wrenching and ask myself is it all worth it? The pain... the crying... the anguish... I can never seem to shake it often wonder if I'll make it I bury it deep down inside and tell no one scared my thoughts if told they'd lock me up in a cage throw away the key trying to figure out my rage so they can exploit me how ever they see fit they think that I'm crazy but they really don't know shit there's a thin line when you live on the edge of reality what's really real and my own fucking insanity done turned me into a savage beast visions of the world painted with blood and all you hear are the violent screams of the people who once had a voice but they were to afraid to speak slaughtered like live stock no need for the weak if you can't stand on your own two feet then your useless taking up space your the problem not the solution you can't help us create change rise above and spread the love power to the people I'm never giving up
© Jeffry Horan
I feel my heart is wrenching and ask myself is it all worth it? The pain... the crying... the anguish... I can never seem to shake it often wonder if I'll make it I bury it deep down inside and tell no one scared my thoughts if told they'd lock me up in a cage throw away the key trying to figure out my rage so they can exploit me how ever they see fit they think that I'm crazy but they really don't know shit there's a thin line when you live on the edge of reality what's really real and my own fucking insanity done turned me into a savage beast visions of the world painted with blood and all you hear are the violent screams of the people who once had a voice but they were to afraid to speak slaughtered like live stock no need for the weak if you can't stand on your own two feet then your useless taking up space your the problem not the solution you can't help us create change rise above and spread the love power to the people I'm never giving up
© Jeffry Horan