Regular Mind Of A Man - Poem by Dessie McCoy
Writing in my book of rhymes that's concealed in my mind. The pain the anger, frustration all the time. The pain stops me from looking back into the future and forward in the past. I'm confused everything is backwards to me. Running from my fears a yo I gotta flee. The anger is the one that builds up inside of me. Just ready to burst on through my dome is the way to blind me. This thing is over powering me the rage is all inside me.
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