Poems from kirch
Island of solitude welcomes me
But I am not alone
I crash but I’ve got happiness
My hair sprawls on the sandy banks
My rickshaw shelter...
LAVA HAS BEEN BOILING IN ME
FOR SO LONG
SLOWLY I HVAE BEEN LETTING OUT STEAM
THEN IT'S GONE
I CONTINUE TO SPEW IN SHORT OUTBURSTS
LOATHING...
You slap my books
You slap my faith
You slap my apperance
You slap my family
You slap my life and you slap me
You slap me around and I can...
The cheers of oblivion are ripped apart by bullets
Happiness, shredded leaving behind only fear
Fear and Anger
Anger from both parties...
You say it
You regret it
You turn up the music to drown out the pain
You know it doesn't really help in the long run
I feel the pain...