Out of control
I'm on a mission,
though you have no decision.
So find another way,
before you get f@#ked up.
I'm fed up lies,
they're just another disguise
for those $#!+heads
that are knocked up on dope.
I'm out of control,
no place called home.
I'll seek my way out,
there is nothing to doubt.
So I get what I want,
and I want what I need.
So what that I'm gaunt,
someone's money will have to bleed.
I'm on a mission,
though you have no decision.
So get out of my way
before you get f@#ked up.
It's true I have no intuition,
though I learn in mental institutions.
So I stand alone here
and I don't give a f@#k.
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Out of Control
Menacing, aggresive and raw..........I kinda like this piece!
Dave
Too much emotion, too little
Too much emotion, too little refinement. The point of the poem seems to be so you can talk, not so you can say something. Because you are a gifted poet it still comes out as art, but in comparison to your other pieces it is uncharatisitcly unedited emotionally. Perhaps that is what you were looking for though.
With all sincerity,
--The Bleeding Bridesmaid