Son of the devil I am
Am I, I a psychologically
Misunderstood individuality
Emitting my soul in the caress of hypochondriasis
Believing in the many illness of fame
Belligerently dumfounded to using a needle point frame
On the oasis of my flesh
To depict-ate past failures, un-relieved stress and to provoke
An aggressiveness determination
Not blinded by greed, and to be astronomically true to me
Me the son of a devil
Categories:
hypochondriasis, life,
Form: Free verse