Super Hero Poem by mike susak

Super Hero



nothing i know,
things, i waste my time on
the clocks tick hour by hour
soon it will be dawn
why is everything so critical
so political
to conclude
the final course
never finish what is started
walking a thin red line,
the laser always pointing
pointing right at my head
lock n key
caged, so much hatred
so much rage
the world hates me for what i am
lonely, alone all the time
free time, so much i don't want
maybe i should go
and let the words show
how my life has been
it wasn't always like this
my dreams are decimated
my character, insinerated
to much of all this,
is supposed to make one stronger
wow i should be a super hero

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