tantrum
By whisperer
drop shock roll get up and silence the motherfucker with the gun
firing randomly into no place his noise is a bother
break his arms and legs and let him crawl over a field of razor blades
this is how i get the dead moving
slowly
covered in time it drives this change all over the raod
tell me
had you a feeling
crawling on my knees i had a breath
but somebody took it away
whip driving forces struggle against my inner defiant child
it wants reasons
i want a fuckin heart beat
it asks and asks why the circle is broken
i condemned it in unsung phrases while i reached out to touch it slowly
it blames me
and in response i have one thing to say
dont't ever say forever
because whatever you do it's never enough
Comments on "tantrum"
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A former member wrote:
..this one just plain hurts.
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A former member wrote:
Interesting set up, seemed to set the a tone that had me racing and then screeching to a halt as I hit the wall. Last 8 lines were my favorites. Cool write. ~Ship!