I got bugs in my brain
They've making me insane
Running round pentagrams
Avoiding the churches holy lies
I'm doing Lucifer's dirt
My head is burning
I'm in pain, so much pain
It burns like hell
I'm not sure what I'm doing
But I know one thing
If I'm burning down, you'll be burning too
Everyone has a name for me
Angry, BiPolar, Psychotic
But if you looked hard enough in the mirror
Everyone would have a name too
I just know who I am
Pyro child
Devil Child
Problem child
Enough about me
It's not like you care
Perhaps the poem was submitted a lot more recently than 2013. Perhaps the poet is dead. Perhaps the poet is 'pulling our legs'. I doubt the latter.
Did I lose the comment which I started? ? Josiah does say in his PH bio that his poems are often on the 'darker side'. I'll give five stars, partly to expose Readers to his 'type' of poems and to his topic here in particular.
2013, and I'm THE FIRST to comment? Or was the poem submitted MORE recently? Well, PH does NOT promise that poems will ever be commented on OR even read. : (
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Look for this in my September 2023 Showcase (in my list of poems) . bri : ) *****