Wisdom Poem by sean dischiavi

a shock to the system
is all this wisdom
balanced on tourture and pain

inside the depths of depravity
awash with insanity
midst a room blood stained

shivers in silence
sourounded by violence
this scenery 'come very plain

now with blood spatterd screams
and horrific scenes
i take you to places, id rather not been

like deep in my mind
were sickness resides
anything warm having no place to hide
and my hatred for man is almost alive

AHH! this vile script bleeds from me
almost as if it were blood flowing from a stab wound

my soul wretching
vomiting these words, pages and paragraphs free
for what?
hopes that they'll see?
screw them! and all that they'll be

well back to the pit of sorrow and quit
'cause all that i know bleeds like my wrists
with fake friggin no ones attached like a cyst

then on to leeches that fill you with speeches
about how much they do for you

you spineless f@#%s
get some guts
'for i scrape you from my nuts

this life is hard enough alone
who needs someone using your backbone?