Digression

~~The otherist nation~~

Living in between the

Tall brick walls

Are sufferable b******s

Whose lies are kept locked in

By the cement between the brick.

Three eyed,

Two faced addicts

Occupy one soul;

The soul of the people-

My people- whose proper lives taint with their evil.

So too are my mental absences

As I reek of vengeance and rage,

Popping pills,

So to speak,

Labeled (my ever beloved) "poetry."

I'm addicted to the taste of rebellion

And the heat in my veins as my heart beats faster,

Fanning my flame as my voice gets drier from the words

Spilling out like the ire in Macbeth and as I reach my high

The oppressors ugly, hollow voices die.

I too am a soldier standing proud among my brethren

Inky hands like bloody fists

As I outrage the controlling keepers

By my mind, and my soul, and my heart with my hate

As I amount to just another dirtied being that fails to properly assimilate.

Reviews

[Noah]

I loved it! Another good one Riley!

[Riley Bray]

Thanks hun ^^