Sheer Madness Of The Young Phenomenon 3 Poem by Compton Wright

When the anger starts erupted within this human being
Only the thoughts of death, murder and suicide commence
While everyone voices start to vibrate my eardrums with
Every dirty comment about my progress, looks or thoughts
As the list of targets become larger I've might as well start
A genocide and leave the bodies in a bloody gravel as an
Example towards their followers who dares to opposed me

As I tired of my patience being tested and my kindness being
Used for other people usages of problems piled up like mountains
Wanting fear of others other than being loved by all because now
People are starting to think I'm a pushover and trying to push me
Towards my downfall but now when my downfall doesn't appear

Possible for me to fail…they put enough stress upon my mind that
I felt pressure on my right side of my brain and bleeding start to flow Through my nostrils and the fear starts to projected illusions in my eyes

So now I'm in a walking nightmare with doubt always on my mind and
The suicidal thoughts that welcome me with some escape routes for me
Bullet to the head from a.38 pistol or maybe feel the oxygen escaping

From my throat while the blood flows out the cut I give to my neck or
Maybe I take a leap of faith off the top of a skyscraper and into the pavement see I'm a man full of problems so I feel like I don't deserve to be happy anymore

So what's the reason of living as I asked My Creator many times but no answer? as even now I hear Satan's laugh as I finally have the heart to pull off my suicide

While I hear the angels' sobs and cries saying "reconsider your decision! " but…with all of that anger and hate trapped inside this body with no exit for it…only bring out the madness of the young phenomenon!