Anger Zit
an endless supply chain
fueling its own purchase
may no rest come to the self condemned
they wont allow themselves
theyll throw it in the trash be sure
noone benefits from a zit without a cure
a foul black hole fastenes
its full grip
its influence never sinks, always rises
and a ball of disgusting hatred
has never felt so warm
has never felt so casually constant
for me to feed the chain
and feel good
so horridly
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
