tense am I,

since Friday am,

alone I sigh,

with dependancies a non existant norm,

Despite muscles sore , 

emotions slightly torn,

why does Father of high allow this to go on,

alas i harbor no form of scorn,

just normal human hate,

which i flush in an instant when it comes on my plate,

while the feeling is wrong in my eyes,

i still fight as I am tight 2night