Chris Townsend

More... - Poem by Chris Townsend

Grab my neck take me to the edge of my existence
Scream me six foot deep,
Take everything leave me nothing
Yours to keep,

A tiny boy in a big mans world
Smashed hurt limping dredged into the ground,
I look through blood swept eyes,
Burning hatred the only sentiment to be found,

Take my heart burst it through my chest
I need to feel true pain,
So what if it doesn’t make sense
I empathize futility pointless mindless insane,

Once more to the brace attack against the flow,
You know I scorn violence to my core,
Raging annihilation I really stopped caring time ago
All that you can see through my blood lust I need more…

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 21, 2014

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