Untitled Poem by Ariel Miles

Clocks ticking
my nerves twitching
agression held in
so much tension
Trying to relieve stress
that triggers ignorance
judged by how quick I am to flip
yet I look innocent
I locked away my insecurity
so now I seem demented
my fantasies occur repeatedly
things I should have never thought
Questioning my sexual preference, my urge to hurt & kill
but that's how I was brought up
I stray from things
& walk in darkness
frightened of my roads end
yet I continuosly walk
& I'm hit with pain
my mind consuming
a million things
my eyes decieve me
my mind is crazy
the hell on earth
I speak absurd
& don't let anything by-pass me
I walk alone on a Boulevard of Broken Dreams
my shadow walks beside me