I am 30 yrs old if u do the math and Iv been writing professionaly for the last 2 years. In that time I have written some 380 odd works.
My poetry is not a soft touch of liking one to the summers day, its raw, exciting, brutal and hard hitting. I don't believe in beating about the bush.
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Felt all that was within, the dread and lonely pain
Fore seeing all the grey clouds, and endless rain
In an entrapment of her bleak, bedroom place
Many scratches of finger nails, adorned her face
Seems so everyday, that I turn my TV on of late
Such as it is we live in a world, that can’t tolerate
Another victim, and a cause of nothing but hate
Mother cries as her husband is missing, to his fate
I always seem to be, the enemy of your heart
No matter what I say, I seem to tear you apart
Forever on the wrong side, of this infinite fence
If spoke from heart, would you still take offence?
Enough has been said, so I know where I stand
So much of this has gone to hell, so lend me a hand
Pass me a twenty and leave me to be sad and lonely
Into a glass my tears will fall, as the serum shall see