Short And Sour Poem by Vicky Vickstah

Broken mandible
Clavicle disengaged
Killer faze
Morals up in the blaze
Forgiveness is something you crave
You can’t change the way that you were made.

Born with it. Is it true?
Psychopathic tendencies tend to run through you, a natural process you do
Your disorder borders risk of a court order if you’re caught.
Caught up, vicious circle through and through, kill or be killed, paranoid they’re after you.
An Apology won’t do when technology gets on to you; criminologists know more about you than you do.