Damage
Some things so simple
I cant seem to handle
Like everything pisses me off
To beat someone
And break their bones off
Its hard to hold it in
My inner beast wants to kill
Cuz I don’t have that void to fill
I hold against it
Too many long years my strong will
And I will hold it till
But damage
I want to make
Like I wanna kill
And make you late
I think this poem is damaged
I don’t even wanna manage
Copyright © Myron Davis | Year Posted 2007
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