Escape is Why I Write


There is a dark place where nightmares slither
A place where sickness has no cure
A place where the depths of hell shall rise
A place where flames consume every ocean and river

Peasants scour a penny where I scour my pen
My affluence is inspired by venom
This venom spills onto the exact napkin from supper
Irrelevant where it is written or spoken to men

This venom is toxic to the barbaric, evil kind
This venom releases my soul from this world
This venom allows me to express joy in life
This venom unleashes memories for others to find

Poetry is power to release into the fictinous mind.
That is why I write.



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