Turrets - Poem by Snake Blocker
The cesspool of life is decreasing.
I thought you were smart…but you're not.
Can't you control what you're thinking?
Your tongue is your cause for a riot.
You swear with the mouth of a sailor.
You bite with the mark of a bat.
You're Jackal and Hide…
You're a whore with no pride.
I wish you would leave it like that.
You make your excuse like a liar.
You kiss me, while stabbing my back.
I wonder, do you see your actions?
"Anger" controls how you act.
Your temper is now your demeanor.
I thought you were "hot"…I was wrong.
You tell me that you are not crazy.
A white cell is where you belong.
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