My Release

By
Let poison flow.
Black words staining
Innocent pages.
My hand goes
my mind goes
my heart has been gone.
My world,
an inky blotch.
An octopus holds nothing,
on my black massacre.
My mind weaves the words
of my heart’s emotions,
my eyes become weak.
A muddle of hate,
in structural form.
black as night.
My mind weaves
my heart bleeds
once again,
through my pen.





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Fangz said...
Apr. 9, 2009 at 12:55 pm
This is one of my favorite poems that I've seen in teen ink. Kudos, man.
 
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