Two

This being within craves for death. This seed continues to grow, immersing faster than I am able to aquire. Alienation has become my only freedom.  This ill society has become my cage. Trapped within incessant judgment, lies, money…why…why.

Reviews

[hmm]

Wow kindof intense really, I really enjoyed it.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Better than the teen angst stuff I've read in recent days.

[Star Wolf]

Very intense, the feeling of being taken over by something dark is gripping. How to escape this dark judgment placed upon one by someone else is the question in this desperate moment. Awesome writing.

[Daniel88Batson]

Lovely piece, great juztaposition in the middle, however, I don't particuarly like the structure and form of the piece.
Maybe you could create stanza's here???

[Nobody.]

hmmm. dark and villain-like....the changing from meek to freak. The anger crawling into the front seat and taking the wheel. You've captured it nicely. well done.
Cheers!

[...]

. excruciating ! ... very sensitively and skillfully expressed ...
. powerful poetry ...
. i wish you TRUE freedom ... a sense of belonging ...
. i feel it's not as impossible as we think ...

[Joshua]

Very good work. Minimalist poems are usually so much better than those that crawl on for pages, and the lack of rhyme is actually rather refreshing. Great job, especially the very end with the repetition of the word "why".