Basic Poetry

Michael, Jason or Freddy? Forget these coward, they're not this deadly Welcome to a poetical torture show The damaged poet, who's about to hit you with a tortured flow I love you It's true You'll always have my heart We'll never be apart Forget Basic poetry like that I haven't just left Nursery or kindergarten You'll be finished by the time my pen is starting I believe Half of what I see, and nothing of what I heard If you can't say it to my face i won't even acknowledge your words Punch me in the face and I won't be mad at the attack Because getting punched is better than being stabbed in the back I'm about to take poetry hostage Kill every poem I write without an accomplice Torture the world for making me sick to my stomach, my pen vomits I've paid for my mistakes, and the world has made enough profit I don't need armour, come gunning I know my good karma is coming Me against the world, I don't need you to wish me luck I'm smarter than the younger me, who thought my dad was going to pick me up Had to be a man since the second I was born Trying to avoid my parents alcohol puddles as I was stepping through the storm I've been dragged through the flames as hell But I won't be bullied without making you feel pain aswell My pen bleeds on the page, it's a beautiful kind of pain I'n no longer trying to hide my unusual kind of brain It's their issue if they can't deal with me emotionally I'll never give you the usual basic poetry